Posts
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Signs in the Dark
Breath. You have to breathe to make it through the second. Through the minute. Through the hour. Through the day. Through the week. Through the month. Through the year. Through your lifetime.
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You will be found & Commentary
Note:
All the italicized words are lyrics from the song You Will Be Found from the original Broadway musical Dear Evan Hansen. All of the non-italicized stuff is my thoughts, don't judge please...
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My blurb
This is the blurb for the book I'm writing and it's a little terrifying... The first book is called A Final Light
~ Adelyn Grace
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theatre
i canβt express how much i love theatre
but sometimes people donβt understand
understand that the world doesnβt solely revolve around this particular show
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thoughts
sometimes i wonder what it would be like to have somebody who texted first
who would enjoy my texts however long they were
who would care when iβm sad
but iβve just given up hope
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pain
iβve seen my friends in so much pain because of a relationship
so i donβt know how i could ever escape the heartbreak
the heartbreak of losing friends again
Loves
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The Colors of America
Red
White
And Blue
The colors of America
We parade down the streets
Covered in these colors
I wonder what our parade will look like
This year
Will we parade with joy
Celebrate tragedies
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human being
last year,
I did a school debate
of why
trans athletes should be able to play in sports
I lost
and I cried
because my teacher
let us pick topics
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Longhand
I write longhand.
Journal, pencil, print.
Letters melding together in a harmony on the page.
Graphite scratching the paper, pencil sharpening every 5 minutes.
Lined paper, perfect for doodles and random thoughts.
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Ode to a Mechanical Pencil
Click
Click
Click
I push at the eraser
of my mechanical pencil.
Watching the lead peek out to say
βHello!β
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Star Spangled Banner
O say does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
Does it?
Is our pride in a land of freedom and bravery?
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I see hope
Dear sun,
Dear winds,
Dear world,
If you hear my plea, I ask of your help.
Iβm losing my grip,
Iβm falling,