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Yes honey, I woke up like this Better yet, I was born like ths My confidence is hard to miss
I’m a content creator, Not a content replicator, But when I was younger I wanted nothing more than to fit in. But when I grew up, It turned up, That people liked me more when I was different.
The screen fades to baby blue, My heart expands to a beach ball.  I did this. Me.
An isolated graveyard only death to keep his guard willow trees rustle and moan grieving for decaying bone spirits hiding in the mist just the souls of the pain-kissed hiding behind name-carved stone
My heart is beating faster than normal. Perhaps it’s the coffee or all this anticipation. On edge and full of emotion. An agonizing wait as today is the day. The day that could change.
We are all loved and we are all accepted I saw these words with my eyes but my heart was still rejected We are all loved and we are all accepted My mind was fully engaged but my heart was not connected
Lately, I've been stressed, About all these scholarships, I pray that I'll win.
Your ideas made me, desgined me. The paper was my womb and the ink nourished me. When i was ready, you P U S H H H H ED me. out. My spine showed my name. Given. My cover reflected you.
For a friend I've since lost, this was his challenge to me: "Write me a poem in five minutes. Free verse, but I like rhymes. I dare you to make it fit me to a T, make it totally and completely me." And so, I did.
Why is dark ink worth more than my red blood? A blood so pure and full of hopeful life. The darkness stabs as a dull ballpoint knife, Until I can no longer hear the thud Of the slowly dying heart from within.
Why is dark ink worth more than my red blood? A blood so pure and full of hopeful life. The darkness stabs as a dull ballpoint knife, Until I can no longer hear the thud Of the slowly dying heart from within.
Everything about college is a process. It can be difficult at times. And even more difficult at other times. The choices and decisions are endless. The thought alone of it can make your head explode.
My heart beats at twice the pace Than the beat my feet take down the staircase And the walk to those exit doors seems like a chase A long awaited race to my fate
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