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Bookish Girl
A book lover who reads by flashlight and dreams of living in a cottage by the sea,
and running a bookstore with tinted windows and plants spilling down shelves,
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Growing
I try never to forget,
I'm the greatest project,
I'll ever work on.
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We are made for each other,
Just not in this lifetime.
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Loves
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Rain
Some people think rain is bad,
It makes some people mad,
But,
We should see rain as a gift of power,
Because rain can make flowers,
Flowers are picked and given to those we care about,
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Snakes in Her Hair
Medusa's story
is one that has been poured over
and over
pulling apart each letter until it is
not
a letter
anymore
shared and split down the middle
and torn
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Him
His bittersweet taste,
Pressed on my lips.
His alluring voice,
Captivating my ears.
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breakdown
i’ve been dancing alone a little too long
my resilience corroding with each blink
i haven’t broken down like this since
well i don’t expect myself to remember
the stars were the elation -
Wistful Words
Poetry used to fall from my earthy lips like flowers.
My words were lightning
My hands thunder
My tears like glass and waterfalls
Falling heavily onto each chalky page.
But now my tears are salt
