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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I don't understand anymore I look around me and all I see are people falling in love, being loved, getting asked out. I thought I was the only person not to have these experiences because of the way I dress or if I wear makeup or not. But today I heard of someone who got asked out 3 times...
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    being in the ring, best friends, turn into enemies. for that 5 minute match, they are nothing. The wait for the GO is the longest time, muscles twitch, sweat rolls down your forehead. And in the instant the judge says GO, lighting just a flash, an instant move of the foot, hand or body. The rush...
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    I wait every day, for the awkwardness to lift, for you to talk to me, for you to be with me, and once the awkward breaks, we are free, we are friends, and nothing is as special as me and you. together. then you leave, I don’t mind, i can live without you but I doubt I can live for...
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    Cold hands grip mine, on this summer night, light touches my eyes, lingering with beauty in this world no one can be more special. lay under the night sky and when the dawn breaks remember to be happy and forget the anger meaningful silence is all there is. ending with me, ending with ...
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    when the judges call. I stand up tall. my feet move, I feel like a robot. I am automated, I work like a machine. I know what to do, and i won't mess up hands together, shoulders back. I perform what i was meant to perform. It feels right, it flows through my body. with ease I ...
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    Taylor My leg rests on a barrel of honey, the other on a sack of rice, my elbow balanced on a box of plums. I grab the box and pull myself up on to the top; a sharp nail head digs into my belly, my hand clasps at the wound. It wasn’t much but it stung, my gray t-shirt turned a brilliant red, th...
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