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Let us Waltz
Come on, this'll be fun!
Just put your hand on my right...
Oh how I wish I could love
you past reality's breadth.
As we conceal under our
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Disremembrance
The sting of hate, countless lives lost: death.
It is true; we have forgotten parlous strife!
Endowed with life, eager to neglect.
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Ankles Cuffed to Endless Constellations
I had led my own crusade to
the stars above; to the unknown.
Through soles of my feet, I graced the
lights upheld. Carefully, I danced
to the song of success. Chasing
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You and I
Verse 1
We met under our darkened skies, humming
our own lullabies, that
sent the stormy clouds chasing.
With our shadows tailing behind us, in
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A Verdant Attempt at a Sonnet
Must we take the road displayed to us now,
With trim and tidy hedges to our side?
Curated by the hands that don't allow?
The hands that act if yesterday we died.
And if beyond we go this dreary road,
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Some Questions Don't Have Answers
The mirror
It speaks now.
Always talking,
exclaiming, a
constant reminder of the things
that were.
Its image, changing,
sends me back.
Loves
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Ballet Barre
releve
To rise
glissade
To glide
allonge
To stretch
Reach
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Serene Sailing
Sailing
What a peaceful yet tricky concept
But when the wind is blowing just right
And guiding you to wherever you will go next
So gently you don't even have to think about it
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The Fine Print
"Dear Gretchen (ctrl c, ctrl v)
Thank you for applying to [college].
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Moonrise
On the first warm night of spring
I lie on my bed with my window open
The cool breeze skates over my skin
Leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake
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It's something I love, but don't understand.
I recently read a book in verse.
I read it for the millionth time,
and it hits hard every single time.
And it didn't make me think too hard
at first.
it didn't make me sad,
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The Apple Tree
It's a tree,
A plain old Apple tree,
So why does it mean so much to me?
The apples aren't normal,
They're mostly rotten,
But the tree,
That apple tree,
It brings me peace,
Shade,