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A phone book full of numbers Of relatives I barely know And friends, who barely know me The plumber who fixed my faucets once The electric company and Random strangers But who are useful in some way
Upon a chair Was my old scarf Across the top Or around the arm From up upon My chest And around My neck Sun touched So hot and Full of nets
They shed their blood, sweat, and tears. Doubt wasn't a stranger, but they still faced their fears. People who have made something from little nothings That have gone before me, confidently spreading their wings.
When I was younger I would always complain how I wanted to be an adult In result I realized that was the last thing I wanted to do
God I am frustratedNothing is as it shouldWonderful thoughts of flightBroken calls of worry
There is a time in person’s life That each one of us must conquer With no way around it Where we must lay down to rest Knowing we may never rise again   But each person Does not cease to exist
Little Things
Everywhere we go, money here, money there Everywhere we go, it's jewelry or hair When you don't have something it's not fair How others have everything they get to wear
Who would ever understand The person that I am He says he loves, he seems so sure But he doesn't have a plan I try and try and try But only seem to fail If I try one more time
         Pain has brought me to the fear of being alone now. These are words that may, NO, can never escape my lips. They need me to be strong. I can't let them see me cry. Why you ask, because my strength is all they got.
With a swift brush of the breeze, you are beautiful.  Soaking in your everlasting scent, I can see you. The ability to taste your bountiful lips is euforic, in the sense of purity and love.
Here's one from several months back:   Weighed down by the mistakes of my past A pebble, a rock, a mountain on my shoulders At first I ran, regrets like quicksand sucking at my feet
  We keep best friends in 5 places   1. Our mothers' costume jewelry boxes we used in elementary school             a) plastic earrings
Have Faith Open your arms wide and smile Perfection is part of refraction Even when you fail, you wont EVER fall!
I own these things;these things I bore,yet left me for deadI own these things.No ones name but mine engraved.No one to blame, but me to blame.Everlasting, unforgiven, unchanging.
I walk into class with a smile on my face. I take my work complete it and get an A. Although I seem like a normal student there will always be things you dont know. You don't know I'm gay in a family of religious freaks
Our World is quiet, and operates in shadows. The secret committees commence with their meetings. The silent leaders annually rendezvous. We are strong and stealthy, though we are only teething.
There are some things girls just didn't know they didn't want to know. Like the way you didn't know you didn't want to know what your parents were doing while you were sleeping Christmas Eve.
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