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Constellations That Spell Out Beauty
Beauty isn't perfection
It isn't when you look like a model
For a fancy brand;
It is rooted in your heart,
Golden sprouts peaking from the glands,
Little silver blossoms opening,
Proudly standing tall,
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A Threaded Soul Mapped Within a Heart
I have a dream
Of holding a book in my hands,
Running my fingers over the pages,
Crisp and fresh,
The white only lasting an inch
Or two,
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Doesn't, Shouldn't, Won't Change Me
Short hair,
A t-shirt and shorts,
Shouldn’t change me from feminine
To “buddy,”
And being a girl
Shouldn’t erase the sports I’m good at,
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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,
Loves
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What They Call Ghetto, We Call Home
They call it “the hood.”
We call it family.
They call it “ghetto.”
We call it culture.
It’s loud — but it’s home.
The ice cream truck rings at the same time every day.
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The Girl With Too Much Passion
Once upon a time you were the girl with too much passion.
You tried your very hardest to be in love with the world,
and it made you beautiful.
But you lost that person to love,
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Lonely Rhymes
Today I thought I looked pretty
It must have been a trick of the light
I can't fall asleep in this city
I wish that you'd come stay the night.
Last week I talked to you for hours
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