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On misty moons, I wander free
On misty moons, I wander free,
Escaping life's cacophony,
The world's too loud—a fading sound,
As nature's peace enfolds me round.
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second priority
I've never felt second best,
Being a twin, you get asked a lot of questions:
"Who's older?"
"Who's smarter?"
"Who's the favorite?"
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maybe I'll be fixed
I used to wake up and just watch you breathe,
I'd see your face and smile; we were in love.
It hurt me in a way that I would seethe
Every time I saw you and I've become
A monster who covers all of their scars,
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truth buried within a cookbook
- Add a little bit of truth in the mix
- Bury it in cups of sentences
- A pinch of darkness
- Stir in that liter of death, himself
- Teaspoon of loneliness
- Knead together the memories of the last twelve years
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What Happens When You Get On A Teacher's Bad Side...
He grabs my hand like he did last week—it might even be at the same time if I remembered— and pulls me across the hallway stained with the cafeteria's red sauce that students have been spilling for ages, and into what he calls "our place
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Float
I'm falling into the deep end,
That dark place that floods me
Over and over till I'm drowning
And I just float, float, float.
Loves
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Signs of Spring Haiku
Springtime has arrived,
cherry blossoms bloom wildly,
trees are green again.
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Come On
Come on,
just another step.
Come on,
just another breath.
Come on,
just another swallow
of the pain that makes you hollow.
Just one more sweet smile
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On a scale
I look in the mirror
Like any girl my age
But I'm repulsed in horror
At what is on stage
I look at those numbers
Wait for them to go down again
114, 113, 112
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Why I write
I write to relate,
and to speak my truth.
I write to prove I know pain,
and to see that others do too.
I write to be heard.
When the world becomes a deaf frustration,
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Stuffies
They're always there when I need them,
they never run away.
They're always here when troubles stem
to hear what I have to say.
They don't judge
or hold a grudge.