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Dull Roar
I'm so mad I can hardly write poetry anymore,
every word rushes out and tumbles down,
knocking the inside of my skull,
a dull roar that follows me to school and home again.
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Dream
You look like a poem
I wrote at night
the stars are trapped inside
those eyes of yours
and I can't seem to look away
You look like a poem
I wrote at night
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Round and round
We keep going around in circles.
Endless do you like me and what should we talk about,
Endless pretending there is no tension in our texted phrases.
Never really understanding how we ended up here,
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Loves
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I LOVE YOU
In all your sadness and glory
Let me be there
Own the fact I will be here forever
Very much attached to your side
Even when you wish me gone
Your light will always guide my ship
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notes on crying
my eyes look greener when i cry,
but only in the mirror.
i think i'm pretty when i cry,
but only when i'm alone.
i never wear waterproof mascara,
because i like the way the regular kind
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My Name
Amelia is my name
It is an unbroken sort of thing
It is the rosy pink of a bashful face;
Of a bitter winter day spent on a snowcapped mountain.
It is the dripping wet glove placed on a petrol heater to dry
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A Cozy Town
North Thetford, a cozy little neighborhood nestled in the heart of Vermont, is a hidden gem waiting to be discovered.
