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Words Slipping Through My Grasp
There are words
Begging to be typed,
Words
That want to pour from my soul,
Words
Who’s only mission
Is to be read,
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No One Needs Your Sea
No one needs to hear your jokes,
Your remarks or your sneers,
No one needs to be pushed under
By the sea that you've filled
With the laughs that you've drawn
From ignorant thoughts,
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To Wander Within Your Reach
Every day is new,
All because of you.
You brought me this world,
And were there for every journey,
Every step and every chapter,
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The Person I Want to Be
There is a person I want to be:
A strong person,
Someone who can stand up for herself
And others,
Who can increase her grit,
Who can push through the worst,
And always stand tall;
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Not Such a Daunting Task
I remember the day I met you,
The day I didn’t want to,
The moment our parents forced us together,
The second I took a look at you.
Your blond hair was to your chin,
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Weaving My Hair into Strength
My fingers weave my hair into a braid
Twisting in the experiences I’ve faced:
The “girliness” insults
That say I’m not delicate enough,
The jokes about how I look,
Loves
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Rubble
The school's rubble lay in front of us. We were close enough to climb around it if it weren't for that damn fence that prevented us. It was one of those wire fences that would surround a school's playfield, and it was covered by a tarp.
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April 18
It’s my birthday:
I wake up early
Because of nerves
Or maybe
It’s just random.
It’s my birthday:
I unwrap two presents
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