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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I go online reading about millions and thousands of teens talking about how they are nerds freaks ugly fat weirdos insecure quiet pained and then i read about how they want to be like those really popular cool awesome beautiful thin people but if all these "people"...
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    There's something that lies within a few syllables Fame sweat and pain and mysterious ways building my cloud i wanna go higher than that tree that taught me to climb i wanna go higher than that building that taught me to climb i wanna go higher than that aeroplane that taught me fl...
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    Pain Sounds like a type of candy "Four Pains a-day, and you'll be spick and span as normal!" Help Sounds like a substance, often abused Don't Sounds like an excuse,to do something Why Sounds like a lecture Sorry Sounds like a type of exotic cheese Hat...
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    When the muse fails me, I sit down in a worn blue stained navy sofa and plan to not plan I have to wait, make it look like I've moved on, when in fact I'm starving for a whiff of essence...
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    Groan. Grumble. Clutch your forehead on hold onto your side. I think I'm going to puke. But I have to say something. I stare at her. I feel the world going by and by. Finish her, my teacher told me. But how? She's so big, she'll devour me. She smiles an evil grin and lets her nostrils...
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    As a metaphor, I could see mirrors being the window to the external mask we live in. Our pain, desires, dreams, guilt, scars, and pain are hidden by a silky mask we fix into place as we step out the door to greet the world. Perhaps even when we look into the mirror, we see ourselves and despise that...

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