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Loves
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Hidden side
Picking up your books when they’ve fallen
Helping kids with their homework
Volunteering wherever they can
I should have known it was fake
They lift off the mask
And there is no person behind it
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Rising
We were rising.
With every thread tied together, by those who wanted to catch hold —
Those with knotted breath and clasped handsWeaving together a dream, cast out into a sea of stars —
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To Be A Poem
If to be a sonnet is to be vain, then to be a sonnet is to be a friend.
If to be a limerick is to be laughed at, then to be a limerick is to be a child.
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tired
Like stress
Tiredness consumes me
It chokes me in not a painful way
but a worn way
Like a vest
so close
to falling apart
but still has to survive
the following day
Like a foot
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5 years ago
5 years ago I was in 5th grade
My "friend" told me I had a weird laugh
I was too scared to laugh after that