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  The drive

  

  By Orangesummer, Boise, ID

  She sat by him in the back of the van Her brown bare legs by his Surrounded by summer Her sheer white shirt against the wrinkled black of his They breathe the summer Her golden curly hair was tousled by the breeze Coming through the open window And that perfect song was on And the sun was be...
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  Bending the Mirror

  

  By Orangesummer, Boise, ID

  He was innocent when I first knew him. Not caring what anyone thought and doing what was right. He was oblivious to anything cruel anyone could ever do, and not a cruel thought passed through his mind or escaped his thin lips. But this was then. When he used to be happy. But soon, things chang...
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  By Orangesummer, Boise, ID

  On the bus in the mornings my nose stings as it adjusts to the warmth I put my earbuds in the lights turn off and the streetlights beam through the condensation their orangey light burns the shadows flashing on the gray walls sometimes a silver-blue porch light will turn on and pour its...
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  This I Believe: A Life of Grace

  

  By Orangesummer, Boise, ID

  In the middle of the night, he stumbles over what used to be. What is no longer there. The pavement is rough and cold beneath his feet and the sky is a gray blanket without a single hint of a star. The cars whirr past him with their bright lights and warm seats. The city below is dark as the rest of...
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  By Orangesummer, Boise, ID

  We drive up the winding grey road Feeling ourselves get lost within the green As if the trees will never end And hoping they never will As if this drive will never end And hoping it never will Time doesn’t exist out here Sometimes we’ll pass the river And see the deep blue fade into whi...
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  The day it snowed

  

  By Orangesummer, Boise, ID

  The day it snowed Was a really good day For the most part All the kids on the bus talked about sledding Or building a snowman And I just smiled Like there were people who wanted to build a snowman and sled with me, too. Then, the kids got off the bus, and excitedly ran home And then I go...
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  Where I'm from

  

  By Orangesummer, Boise, ID

  I am from the warm, soft morning light in the summer, where the dew drips from the tips of the wildflowers, where you can hear the river in the distance and the sun rises over the hills, pouring the warm egg-yolk light on us. I am from the ocean, whose waves shaped the way I see the world. I am from...
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  By Orangesummer, Boise, ID

  Fire danced at my sand coated feet Below the darkening summer sky Darkness is not something you can cheat No matter how hard you hope or try There are black darkened coals And within their summery hearts There are hundreds of little punctured holes Time and time again, winter starts Like...
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  By Orangesummer, Boise, ID

  He became the crayon of alone. He colored himself to cover himself from what was really there....
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  By Orangesummer, Boise, ID

  He used to be the best dancer of all Now all he can do is sit in the wooden chair and watch the kids waltz....
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  Waiting to be filled up

  

  By Orangesummer, Boise, ID

  When you broke my heart, I fell apart. I was an empty cup, waiting to be filled up. There was nothing but grey skies, and pain in my eyes. I tried to hide the pain inside, and I don't think anyone noticed. Did you know you broke my heart? Did you notice when I fell apart? I'm over i...
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  Left to die

  

  By Orangesummer, Boise, ID

  They've tied me to a post. I'm left to die. They turned their backs with no goodbye. They thought I wouldn't watch, but I could see everything through my tears. I loved them. Their laughter had been music to my ears. I gave up friends. I gave up hope. I gave up life. Without...
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  The End

  

  By Orangesummer, Boise, ID

  He is death. He is a gunshot, a knife, a car. He's in the ocean, on a building, in your room. He sits in your school, waiting for the boom. This man watches and waits. This man is the end, past the cemetery gates. He steps all over an innocent person. Cause of death: knife to the heart. ...
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  The day I was happy

  

  By Orangesummer, Boise, ID

  I was coming back. The hills returned, shadows being cast across every crack and crevice. The beat up Chevy, houses with broken windows It was like I had never left. The sun, hot and golden beamed down on me. The water, so reassuring, so forgiving. tears rolled down my cheeks. but for once i...
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  White dogs passing

  

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  Down the rabbit hole

  

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  Wonderland

  

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  Winter garden

  

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  Autumn leaves

  

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