Posts
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Pink
When I was little
My favorite color
Was pink
I wore dresses
To school
With matching
Floral headbands
Then I turned ten
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Hold My Hand
Hold my hand and love
Me more then I ever could
And please don't let go
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A Girl Who Loved Stories
Let me tell you a story
Of a girl who loved stories
A girl who waited for
Her story to start
A girl who wished on dandelions
For true love
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Blind Justice
Close your eyes
Spin around
And point
Choose the felon
Choose the victim
Watch the tears fall
In joy
Gratefullness
Or
In sadness
Pain
Shrug
Because to you
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Do It For Her
If you can't do it for yourself
Then do it for her
Do it for the girl
With big ideas
And even bigger dreams
The girl who would try to count the stars
But then sigh and say there was a lot
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ABC Heart poem
I'm not sure how I feel about this poem, I don't think it's really good but I really wanted to participate in this challenge. :)
All times my heart has
Broken into pieces
Loves
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Love Lives On
Introduction: I’m writing a story that hopefully never comes true. I recently read Orwell’s 1984, and I saw some disturbing similarities to today’s United States under the Trump administration.
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Heartbeat & Haiku
Composed on a run
With autopilot turned on
And an old love song
Quick little poems
With no start, nor a clear end
Grown just in my head
In a cozy nook
Not unwritten, but unsaid
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sophomore year later
i used to dream
of the day
i started middle school,
thinking the excitement
of getting older
outweighed the pain
of growing up.
my teachers wondered why.
and now that i'm in
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fermata
I sob for
something I think I
hate, but cry "no no no"
when asked if I
want to quit.
Because I just can't.
There is no
possible way
that I could quit.
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Anxiety
The curtain call
I’m out of time
I dance with my hands tied
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permanent
Pages hold the ink
of my pen, tears of my eyes,
power of my words.