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It Doesn't Make Us Like You
It doesn't make us like you
The comments behind our backs
It doesn't make us like you
To comment on our shorts or our pants
It doesn't make us like you
To be scared to wear leggings
Do you think it does?
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Counting to 17
When I turned 17, it was synonymous with the beginning of the end.
It felt like landing in the jaws of a
hungry,
hungry wolf
that would maul me to pieces.
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Mother to Child
From the day you were born I loved you unconditionally.
I loved you every second, of every minute, of every day.
When you were born, I was reborn alongside you.
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the last day of march
Mud mingling with snow mingling with dirt,
the remnants of red nail polish from
Valentine's Day,
how has it lasted so long?
The sun a hot fiery ball over the cloud-speckled horizon,
