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    Monday. A student’s worst nightmare. I walk through the halls to my classroom; very aware of my rumpled uniform against my skin. I pass four green crates lying carelessly on the pale pink tiles and don't give them a second glance. Those crates are meant to contain the entire high school’s c...
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    You dragged me up to pull me down You soaked in my blood from bits of broken glass Then waited and created knuckles of gold brass When finished beating me with my vulnerabilities Held out your arms, to embrace my tattered being And I shudder you away then I scream, I want you bac...
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    Paper mâché and eyes blue glazed You pull me close I move with you, life's just a faze. And with your voice Soft as baby's breath You tell me you're not ready. Petals tremble in the heat Your shell soon to be empty And you loved life Too much, they say And the wor...
  • Hot Topics > Bullying
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    I am there for her too late. I am there for her when she is unconscious in the corner of the locker rooms, slumped against the blue metal. I wasn't there when she sat alone because her friends slowly backed out of her life. I wasn't there when the silence in her ears screeched louder than ...
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    You broke me Left me An empty shell A soulless body Music without notes. Naked by choice Scorned from opinion Clothed in delusive laughter As you continue You leave my bloodied corpse behind There's no spirit now. You robbed me Of me. You stripped me of my being. You fas...
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    Scampers about the countryside, (Full of prejudice, not of pride), To "sickly" sister, aspiring bride. "Wild" appearance, unladylike distaste, But fine bright eyes do compensate, And intensify intentions to conjugate. Always reading, unbecoming and uncaring, This on...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    Pulling my sleeve to drag me to deepest desires Brought me to the train tracks Our hair flew The train was close When it passed, jumped the gate And ran to a small shallow puddle Scraped aside the mud And revealed to me Deepest desires. A knotted worn shopping bag Pulled apart by ...

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