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A list of all the things I know I'll never get to have
I just want someone
To hold me like you did,
But in a way I'm not suffocating
Under their poisonous grip.
I want to fall in love,
As October comes into focus;
Running through those woods,
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tick tock...
It's only four o'clock,
But I still should be home
Cleaning the whole house,
Like I have all the time in the world.
It's only five o'clock,
But dinner should be on the table,
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The Legend herself
I see the text the next morning,
After she has already passed.
I can't believe it's happened—
Life goes by so fast.
She didn't mean a lot to me,
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Her Last Haiku
The steep road is near—
A dwelling of hope and fear,
At last, the Light's here.
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paired up
They pair us up in groups;
It's funny we're stuck together.
We'll talk and meet up again,
You'll pretend like we're still forever.
This project takes a couple weeks;
Loves
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"Why didn't you ask for help?"
“Why didn’t you ask for help?”
When I didn’t write for weeks
I was asking for help
When I stopped smiling
When I stopped laughing
When happiness became fake
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Being a Poet
Being a poet
I think to be a poet means
To be one to bleed out
On lined paper
And express the hurt
you must feel.
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Teenage Delirium (The Dictionary)
B –
Bones (noun pl.)
/bōn/
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Haiku
I see stars
shining in the night sky
and a soul.
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The Thief and The Author
Part 1 — The Thief
“Have a good night.”
“You too,” I responded dryly from behind the counter.