The Girl

October 29, 2017
By SophiaJ BRONZE, Allenhurst, New Jersey
SophiaJ BRONZE, Allenhurst, New Jersey
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My heart swells as I stare into her blue eyes,
For I hold her so very dear in my odd mind.
I used to stare into the orbs in which were close to the skies,
As I walked down the coast.
She is over perfection, heard of only in a dream.
Never been happy when she cries.
My indisputable thoughts change her.
She is the world that we all live upon,
Her hate is the blizzard in which one dies.
May she breathe the air of peace and prayer, she may.


The author's comments:

I was inspired by the girl I liked. This was an ode to her in a way. As a young member of the lgbtq+ community, things like crushes can be brushed off or considered unnatural and sinful. So, while i read this to my favorite teacher, my palms felt clammy and i was close to tears. For me this poem represents love and honesty.


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