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hexagons
Some call it “just kicking a ball”
but I call it
a part of my soul,
my heart.
A part of
who I am.
On the field,
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melting over glimpses of you
Wishing I could,
stuck with I can’t
because of nerves
that refuse to say goodbye.
Heart is obsessed,
mind is stressed,
with my heart
yelling at my mind,
and my mind
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echoes of us
laughter loud
happiness fulfilled
smiles wide
hearts still
public places
not stopping us now
still laughing
laughing loud
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twelve months of dreaming
I have this dream
where the sky is dark,
moon illuminating,
faded stars surrounding it,
that I gaze at from
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waiting game
One of my best friends
a friendship that may never end.
Insanely close we got
and in my heart I have a spot
for you because you've been there
every single day
for you because you've cared for me
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fading freedom
Protest after protest,
chant after chant.
I watch and listen
as people continuously fight for their rights.
But the fighting should’ve been over
on July 4th, 1776
when it was declared that
Loves
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I Will Love My Friends Until My Heart Goes Out
MY HEART IS ONLY ABOUT THE SIZE OF MY FIST. I HAVE WEAK ARMS, SO MY FISTS DON'T HIT VERY HARD. MY HEART IS DIFFERENT IN THIS REGARD.
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