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Questions, More, Or Less.
Equations stretch across a gridded page,
Looking like a jumble of lines and curves,
But they answer questions,
That have been wondered for ages,
And they solve the riddles of our world, -
The Flowers Of Your Personality
The flowers of your personality
Are always in full bloom.
The bees buzz around them,
Inspired by your strength.
The weeds are not present,
Repelled by your stance.
The hummingbirds flutter,
Admiring your peace. -
Carefree drops
The rain pitter-patters against the roof,
Dripping down the sides.
The pipes treat the steady streams
Like a water slide,
Twisting and turning their way down.
The constant drops thrum in my ears,
Echoing like a shout in a cave. -
Free, As It Should Be
The wind whips across the waves,
Howling, and whistling,
Ringing in my ears.
It blows closely to the water,
Not giving it any choice
But to give in,
And roll along the surface.
It washes away the clouds, -
Respect From The Scenery
The sand parts beneath my feet,
making way for my stance,
knowing that I am stronger.
The cool waves lap at my feet,
rushing over the skin,
knowing I need relief from the sand
that feels as hot as the sun. -
A Distance That Doesn't Show
My legs launch of the block,
At the sound of the buzzer.
I glide smoothly into the water,
Forming delicate splashes,
And tiny waves.
My feet kick,
Pushing and pulling the water.
My arms haul me forward,
Loves
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I Can Just Be Me When I'm With You
When I’m with you, my heart is light.
I don’t feel the need to smile, smile, smile, laugh, laugh, laugh.
I can just be me.
And that feels amazing.
When we’re together, my smiles and laughter are genuine, not forced.
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FIRST SNOW
ugh it's raining again,
i text my best friend when i wake up & look out the window
onto an already gray & gloomy world.
rain rain rain rain rain rain rainy november like all
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Every day
Some days during the last block of school I feel like falling asleep.
Not because I don't care about school. In fact I want to learn,
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First kiss
You cared;
I tried to.
You did;
I thought I did.
I wanted so badly
to be a character in my books
and to feel longing
to feel needing
to feel love and to
be loved
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Either or
A gentle flicker, a sudden flare.
It is a beautiful dance of heat and light,
the most quintessential expression of raw energy. -
The throne
Upon the throne of man
Sits the king of greed
A man so old and cold
Yet ne'er his people
Shall he feed
Upon the yellow throne
Sits a man of truth and lie
A skeleton covered in gold