201 - Hello Poetry

201 May 2016

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i
am
at
a
loss.
even poetry
can't help me now.

201 May 2016

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my father means the world to me
and i think there was a time
where i was his world
i just wish
he looked at me.
i miss his embrace.

201 May 2016

why do
i feel
like
i'm being
held captive
by the people
i so very love.

201 May 2016

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i'm afraid that they look at me and see what i don't have.

201 May 2016

so quick
to jump into
shark infested waters
and for a friend
you look the other way

201 May 2016

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i've got a track record
running
for losing people
that mean the most to me.

201 May 2016

type of girl:
the acrid taste of black coffee
denim and leather
red lips
a will like her father's
and the stubbornness of her mother.