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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    She is a sunny summer day. She is perfection. She is the warm rays of sunlight that leap through the sky and fall on my face. The sunlight that makes bright blossoms bloom in my heart and my face smile. She is the sweet, sugary popsicle that stains grins a cheerful purple. The frozen po...
  • Nonfiction > Personal Experience
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    The lunch lady plopped a spoonful of mashed potatoes on my tray. They were as cold as Abe Lincoln and lumpier than the ground he was buried in. They landed with a wet splat.  How delectable. “Are you the new kid? Have a nice first day!” Her fickle voice was filled with such sincerity that I f...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    My heart longs for freedom, but I clipped its wings and locked it in a cage of ribs and bone. Safe and sound....
  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    We flew higher into the watercolor blue sky. You kicked your sneakers off, and we thought they would poke holes in the clouds. The sounds of all the other children on the playground wove in beautifully with your musical laughter and the steady, creaking heartbeat of the swing set. T...
  • Poetry > Ballad
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    I don't know why, But anyone can see, Holidays are messed up, Simple as can be. Lets begin with Santa, Where should I start? His skintight fat suit, or his hard, cold heart. Breaking in your house, With lots of wink, wink "super stealth", With all your stolen cookies, Y...
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    Math is torture. How could they be so mean? Why can't we just use the old guillotine? A leathal injection would certianly be fine, if it meant skipping that terrible math time. A handful og games tries to make math fun, but still it's like standing before a fireing squadman&...
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    I was sitting on the couch right next to you with a book in our lap You were reading so all I had to do was listen to your thick viscous voice, surrounding me like a blanket, filling every nook and cranny so that all that was left of my little world was you, me, and the puny book between...
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    I step into the house. It’s hard to believe That this barren landscape Was once a place I called home. The white carpeting Shows where the furniture once sat. Now all of the belongings have been Packed up in giant boxes, Loaded into trucks And being moved. I walk down the hall Into th...

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