June 7th

June 7th, Friday

Red and black and white

Dress to remember the day

That is coming soon

Stories told while breath

Is held is like prison and

Never a good tale

A sillouhette of a girl with a crown being placed on her head

Lights-camera-action

VT

15 years old

Poetry

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Just Wednesday

I felt my heart shatter,
just like they wanted
I wished I could have yelled
I wished I could have SCREAMED
SHUT THE FUCK UP AND GO TO HELL
but I can’t.
I can’t breathe in the water while I drown.

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Poetry

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Anxiety

The curtain call
I’m out of time
I dance with my hands tied

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Poetry

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Vase

What am I?
A doormat for your shoes?
Cobblestone for your steps?
Am I meant for nothing more
than a book, open pages,
assigned by your english professor,

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