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The Little Light
The spark started small
In a 17 year old student,
who made friends with the artist.
She let it grow in her heart,
and then passed it on
buy showing kindness to the outsider
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The stillness in the sprints
Feeling my soft shoes
Impacting the ground
My calves and my lungs,
Burning from effort
But it feels so good
Because even though
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there was an ice raid in the area
& it was the tensest last period class I've ever been in. Well, for me, at least,
and maybe only for me - when the announcement came on to secure
the school, no going outside, continue as normal,
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To Genesis Reid, a Small Town's Tragedy
Genesis,
Happy birthday
You would have been three a few days ago
(or, you did turn three then, wherever you are)
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I used to know you
I used to know you
every little kink in your brain
how your eyes would flash when you were upset
and your glasses reflected your anger
you were an open book to me
and I can still read it - here's the hard part
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My truth
Wanna know my truth?
No you don't
The world's a hard place but right now it feels so much harder
there's people actually hurting but I'm hurting too
fake hurting
fake fake fake