You loved me like a bullet submerged in its chrome

You loved me more than the amounts of times my heart decided to beat

I remember your love was as dangerous as the Iraqi war soldiers surrounded by mines

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I remember when I lost your love

It was like a 10-inch steel knife piercing in my chest and out my heart

It got lost along with White boys dignity the case in Gena 6

I remember that loving you, was worst than loosing you.

  For years I had seized the benefits of small class sizes, increased individual attention from teachers and learning in an environmental filled with an eclectic group of diverse people that all shared a set of common goals and ideals. This was a place where people seemed to honestly enjoy coming to school for learning’s sake, rather than to just get a good grade in order to escape the scowls of parents. Accompanied with lavish offerings in extracurricular activities, and freedom from the school district to take interesting trips to places such as Costa Rica and New York that all aid to the learning and development of a child, this was undoubtedly an ideal environment to grow up in.

  My high school may not be the traditional public school. It has helped me hone several important skills such as inquiry, research and leadership. However, in one year all of my cushy surroundings were taken away from me. My current science class has 35 other students it – more than the maximum amount required by the district. Last month, the government officially put a number on the amount of cuts the school district will be facing due to the recession: $465 million. This will severely limit – if not discontinue – a large amount of extracurricular activities and opportunities my school is able to provide.