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They are all the same
You left dead flowers at my grave,
as if they were all the same.
Most leave bouquets,
even though they will slowly die,
just like me til I made it to the afterlife.
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How do I hate you?
I hate you,
I hate the way you make me feel,
and the way you talk to me.
I hate how you look at me,
like no one else is in the room.
I hate how when I sit next to you,
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I guess it doesn't really matter, does it?
If you've never missed someone,
you've never felt pain,
you have never felt what it's like to love someone so much that when they don't love you back it physically hurts inside you.
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Colorblind
Green is my favorite color,
It's the color of the life on earth,
the color of the natural beauty everywhere.
I couldn't live without green,
I think you are my green,
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They love my food
I set the freshly made cookies down in front of them,
they smile.
That smile makes me feel warm, happy, it makes me feel full,
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Am I his?
He says he's mine,
but am I really his?
Should I push these feelings aside and let him in?
Is their some kind of line that decides if I'm his?
Is this right?
do we really fit?
Loves
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Confession
When I think about tomorrow,
I see the calculus test I have not studied for
and the five overdue assignments with long-received
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This is not America. This is hell.
The school board tells us lies
Promising that they understand
Yet they don’t know
What it’s like
To live in a world
Where you are seen yet never understood
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We're Still Kids
I hang candy necklaces from the tips of my fingers
All the way to your reaching palms.
We smile like we're kids again. Maybe we always were,
But who realizes that anymore?
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I write for the broken
I would never admit it, but
I’m broken. I have lived through a hell you only see in your nightmares. I was born into a world of agony and have stayed silent on the darkest of nights.
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Rules for being normal
- Smile. Teachers like kids who smile, especially during classes when mind-numbingly boring concepts itch their way into your brain and eat away the inside. Yes, you don't like school. No, you can't say that. Smile, smile, smile.
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Another random poem about my Helpless Love Life
People warned me,
turned against me,
said I was a fool.
Yet you I trusted
but now that's busted.
Still my love overrules
And I don't wanna kill