that quiet girl

She doesn’t hold the door for everyone
It makes her nervous
She won’t compliment strangers
It gives her too much anxiety
And she won’t offer over and over to clean up
Because she hates making a scene
But once you get to know her
You’ll know that she has too much empathy for her own good
And if you stick around long enough 
For her to consider you a friend
You won’t ever regret it 
Because she’s the most loyal person you’ll ever meet
She'll be your friend beyond forever
If that isn't nice, I don't know what is
 
M

Margaret S.

VT

18 years old

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    the beach

    the beach 
    a theme written about so often
    that it may seem overdone
    boring, even
    who doesn’t like the beach?

    but the beach is so much more
    than poems 
    so much more than pictures 
    it is a feeling 

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    Solo

    Running through the woods, away from it all
    Her feet pounding like drums and her heart beating a fast tempo
    Away from all the noise, from the music in her head that was so hard to escape

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    By Margaret S.

    The Power of Red

    Red is, in one word, intense
    It is chic red dresses and vermillion lips and roses 
    It’s the start of the rainbow and the blushing cheeks of the easily embarrassed
    It’s the sunset on a scorching day in July

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