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I Hate But...
I hate the way he talks
But his voice sends me to laughter
I hate his hair
And yet when he runs his hands
Through it
I get butterflies
I hate the way he is everywhere
But I look for him
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C-
High expectations
For myself
Fear of failing
Is something I will never
Escape
Each red mark
On the paper
Another mark
To myself
My confidence
My pride
The papers around me
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So yea
Don’t you dare call me dramatic
Don’t you dare say I’m overreacting
I am standing by what I said
Your the problem
So yea
I had a choice
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no one is ever as amazing
Every women
Every girl
Is amazing
You are amazing
You are the sun
Warming our life
Brightening our day
You are the glue
That holds us together
Keeping us safe
You're doing great
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Silver arms
Silver arms
Reaching up
Delicate
And yet bearing
Weight
A big middle
Rough
Covered in patterned skin
Big enough
That my arms don't
Wrap around
The course outside
Loves
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Spray-Tanned
Why did you have to hurt us?
Again?
Again?
‘Cause when I was young
there was a chance
a chance
to be free
a chance to see a woman be
something new and
different
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Stupidity
Some people vote, but never think,
Their choices shallow, quick to sink.
They cheer and boast, with voices loud,
But wisdom’s lost inside the crowd. -
That's that, I suppose.
Look, even she's crying.
A girl pointed at me, before first period
Look, even she's crying
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Civility
Since when did the world mock me?
When was the moment that I walked down the street to a threat of being paved?
A threat on the path I have walked my whole life?
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i beg of you
this is not a poem.
this is not a song.
this is not metaphor, a sonnet, an ode, not a ballad, a rant, not even a dream–
this is a plea.
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Trick-or-Treat
When I was little, my brother and I would dress up and go Trick-or-Treating.
I would change my costume a hundred times because I couldn't pick one.