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B l a c k
Brooding, luxurious wall of darkness,
Loose fragments and infinite abysses crammed with isolation,
An illusion mimicking the echo of haunting thoughts,
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the complicated, tangled pattern of time
9 PM,
a minty smell wavering over my just-brushed teeth,
fragile bubbles of soap curling on my fingertips and the sink,
10 PM,
curling up on the bed with a worn book,
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Taylor Swift
swift locks of golden hair belonging to—
a girl once invisible that now has a place in this world,
guitar stained with teardrops,
that is worn out by playing her song.
golden fireworks blazing from the sky—
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Gold
the lifting of a tender brush
dipping it in a swirl of gold
painting the lush scene
with fine flecks of rose gold;
the love of a tender soul
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Goldfish
A goldfish. An animal that might seem plain and ordinary at one glance, but it’s so much more than that.
Loves
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My English Teacher
The dumbest jokes you would think,
Make her happiness fill to the brink.
Dumb songs, words and jokes,
Are still enough to make her choke.
She is creative, and smart,
She has a good taste of art.
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An Art Piece
A blank canvas,
Not a scratch to see,
Not even white
Just
Nothingness.
But then
One day
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Ways to Describe a Poet
- Word Twister/
- Painter/
- Photographer/
- Tongue Twisters/
- A brush with so many colors/
- Mind Bogglers/
- Collage of Ideas/
- Rainbows/
- Stained Glass/
- Ripples in the wa
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Dove Cameron
I would look,
5,7,8
Your long blonde hair,
Identical to mine.
Your music,
Bubbly & Rainbow,
Always made me smile.
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The Sun That Has Yet to Shine
Just the two of us
Without a care in the world.
Laying on the grass, for forever,
The cloudless sky was all we saw.
Without a care in the world,
We were wanderers, wondering.