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They Wouldn't Want to Be Her
She walks in
Eyes on the floor
Drawing everybody's eyes up
Hair coiled tightly
Wound up
Just like her heart
Her heart that feels like it's being squeezed
As strong as the looks she gets
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What ChatGPT Can Do
For the adjective challenge I described an apple and than I asked ChatGPT to describe an apple without adjectives.
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She Was Blamed; It Wasn't Her Fault
“It was her fault
She was wearing that skirt
Practically asking for it”
No
No she wasn’t
She was 15 years old
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Can I Go Back
Can I go back
Back to the place I call home
Full of laughter and love
The place where I sleep above my friend
As I'm surrounded by so many others
Loves
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who am I?
fresh out of the plane,
weary eyed and sickly pale,
I trudge.
deep within my suitcase, I carry a passport I don't want to show to anyone,
even if they ask for ID.
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Secrets
A whisper in the wind...
A yell in the thunder...
But they will never tell my secrets...
Cry in my pillow...
Cry in the rain...
But they will never mock my tears...
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If
I —
I could.
I could, love.
I could love you.
I could love you if…
I —I wanted.
I wanted to.
I wanted to, love.
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'I am' Poem
When my teachers want to celebrate diversity they try to get us to write 'I am' and 'Where I'm From' poems. This is not something I oppose, but something is lost in the prompting. For them I write the easy apple cider explanations. For you?
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After the End
I need an after,
not a happily ever after,
that's a ending,
I need something after the ending,
when my movie ends and the credits are playing I need the last clip,
the bloopers.
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The walls I built up
Every time you try to get close, I push you away...
Every time you ask if I'm alright I don't know what to say...
I'm always saying sorry even if it's not my fault...