Posts
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I bleed in writing
there’s this gaping hole
in my heart
yet they never noticed I was
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The Rise and Fall of A Star
Inspired by The Mysteries of Wivera, my own book series
We were rising.
Like twin flames,
Dancing in the darkness,
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The Sunset - The first poem in my poetry anthology, 'The Sun Will Rise Again'
I was eight when it began.
I was left clinging to sunshine
As the sun descended below the horizon.
It all started as a blank page
Until slowly, painfully,
My heart began to bleed
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the pleas of a prisoner
I am in the eighth grade at a junior high school in Texas. Please, if even for a brief moment, let my voice be heard.
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Idealized Woman
Why are women
Supposed to
cower
Before man’s expectations?
Why do we
succumb
To their
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Loves
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A Currency We Haven’t Learned to Spend
I wake up in a world that’s always moving,
a second away from breaking.
I scroll through the noise,and I wonder what happens when the screen goes dark.
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Winter
Winter:
As frosty winds whisper, wrapping us in fear,
In winter's grasp, we gather near.
Underneath the snow-cloaked rooftops
We find warmth in each other.
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How do I hate you?
I hate you,
I hate the way you make me feel,
and the way you talk to me.
I hate how you look at me,
like no one else is in the room.
I hate how when I sit next to you,
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Rules for being normal
- Smile. Teachers like kids who smile, especially during classes when mind-numbingly boring concepts itch their way into your brain and eat away the inside. Yes, you don't like school. No, you can't say that. Smile, smile, smile.
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I guess it doesn't really matter, does it?
If you've never missed someone,
you've never felt pain,
you have never felt what it's like to love someone so much that when they don't love you back it physically hurts inside you.
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