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Twisted Wonderland
Snowflakes fell from the sky, dusting my hair and jacket as I marveled at the sight before me. It seemed that nowhere was untouched by the beautiful white snow. Rooftops, fences, alleyways, porches; all covered in it.
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Summer Nights
My day is done, so I sit here,
Under the stars, twinkling gleefully down at me
Still, the hot summer day lingers like a sticky residue on my skin
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hoping she understands
hoping she understands
that poem was a little hasty
i don't even know if she knows
how she feels
about me
hoping she understands
why i blush every time her name is mentioned
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The back of the bus
They sit in the back of the bus,
the shimmer of secrecy ignited in their eyes,
her head in his lap, his hands in her hair,
her lips twisted in that sickening smile. My neck aches
from looking behind me, and my
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