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Girls
We can do hard things.
We can push through heartbreak,
The tears of feeling like we're not wanted,
Like we're not good enough,
We can splash in them.
We can laugh and cry in the same breath
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I told myself
I told myself
Over and over
My future lies within that year
Within a heart so icy
It froze my own
Within eyes so guarded
They became attackers.
By seeking to reclaim our past
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Stranger Things: My Life
Will Byers fell in love with his best friend Mike Wheeler.
Mike Wheeler was not in love with him back.
Mike Wheeler fell in love with a new girl with psionic abilities
Whose name was the number Eleven
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The elephant and the turtle
He likes the solidity
Of having protection,
His big friendly guardian
Always beside him.
She liked the companionship,
How he always had a quip.
They talked about everything under the sun
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Noise
Noise
Every night
In my head
Noise
Every day
Swirling
Twirling
Dipping and diving
New lows and new highs
Noise
Everywhere
All the time
When their nagging talking ugh
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Sailing
If I could sail
I'd sail away
Far away
I'd sail away from this place
But I wouldn't go to another
I would stay in between
Refusing to stay
Refusing to go
If I could sail
Loves
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I am a rotten mango
I've been seeing a lot of girls on Pinterest
With bodies that don't look like mine
And I don't look away, because they are beautiful--they are pictures I look for and want to see
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Love, Like Light, Like a Rose
Love
Is like light
Is like a rose
Growing from the darkened depths
Of a blackened bramble
Climbing through the soil
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Three friendly quilts
Three strings
each woven from a different material
braided
into one.
That's us
we're all different
but we found ways to wind our hearts together
how to connect with each other.
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I love
I love you.
I know that’s just meAnd you
And there are hundreds
Of millions
Of haters
Of hated.
But I love you.
But you’re my best friend.
I love you for phone calls -
Summer
the air tastes like honey and promise
sticky with the scent of blooming jasmine
and freshly cut grass that crunches beneath bare feet
the sky drips blue
stretching wider every afternoon
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Finding Myself
I found myself in the things I love
In the music I listen to
In the books I read
In the posters on my walls
I found myself
In my favorite drink
In going to the beach
In writing poetry