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grace-richardson
American
I can't say I'm in love with you. So I guess I will say I'm in like with you. I think, I'm not sure. I was in like with you at one point. But for some reason I still feel Feel a little like for you. I  know its normal It's human nature But is this little like the last part that is hanging on to the past? Or is it a ***** slap from reality saying "You like him. Why are you leaving him?" I don't think I love him. Maybe I like him Just maybe I do... I try to tell myself that love at my age isn't important. But my heart sings other wise. I know It's normal It's human nature. Am I in like with you? Like...Like...Pondering the word, phrase,feeling, the touch I guess I want to like you but I don't want to get hurt. You will leave and soon I will too. The reason I don't say love is because Love is finding the other half of your soul. Do I like? Do you like? Will we like? Love...
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May 13, 2013
May 13, 2013 at 4:13 PM UTC
Like love...
March 20th I couldn't sleep Life was good Mom got rid of that piece **** car We had money again I had a new Daddy And it was the most my sister had been stable I was thinking how my birthday was only 31 days away I would be turning 10 But that was not what had kept me up It was the paranoia of something bad happening life was too good to quiet. I didn't understand I wouldn't stop images in my head Of of being robbed,death,seizures reoccurring... I couldn't sleep Not a wink. I never understood why. March 10th Mom kept coming home late I became scared if something happened I had a sensation telling me that she was in a car accident Or she was going to be in one Would I be in the car? She came in and I broke down Crying I told her that I was afraid Afraid of her getting into a car accident Of her getting hurt She said that it wasn't going to happen She would call me, now that she understood April 10th Excited that 11 more days to go Til I turned 10 Finally I was going to be out of the single digits I would be a double digit I would be older and cooler and get more respect I could hang out with the older kids My sister Emmy and I were hungry and bored So we decided for once to get along And watch a movie til mom got home from work Mom was a 35 year old teacher who worked with drop outs,delinquents, and victims I thought of them all as my family The movie wasn't over and we called 100 times Wonder where she was I got scared Headache tear eyed heart sank felt weak but brave THUNK THUNK THUNK THUNK THUNK THUNK My new Dad came running down the stairs Before he could say it. Before he could I already knew I jumped up and said "MOM WAS IN A CAR ACCIDENT!!!" He looked at me funny for a second and then said "Yeah." He told us to go over a friends house We could of spent the night but I couldn't tolerate it Turns out she was trying to make life better for us. She wanted to go work with autistic kids, in a different school... With a better pay and better hours. A better life for us. Not that she didn't love her job. She wasn't leaving her 2nd family. She was doing this for us. April 12th It was the longest 2 days of my life It felt like 2 weeks or 2 months That was when time became slower than slow She was bruised,cut,and broken Not just physically. Emotionally was the worst pain over all. To be 9 not 10 just quiet yet To see your mother in pain As she cried on my shoulder And her little solider was out to war So her older son couldn't come home anymore He couldn't be there for her In her time of need He was fighting for peace But peace is what needed to be given Not just her, but to all of us I was scared ,But brave none the less There was darkness all around Time was slow To this day April 10th is the most hated day The day where I almost lost my mother But someone else lost theirs She is still in pain Emotionally is still the worst As she cries on my shoulder I know I understand That WE WERE LUCKY WE WERE ALL HURT AND THIS PAIN... Will be taken to the grave. But while we are alive. And we all survived. I can see the light again.
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Apr 12, 2013
Apr 12, 2013 at 6:40 PM UTC
April 10th Dedicated to Jennie Richardson (Love you Mom.)
March 20th I couldn't sleep Life was good Mom got rid of that piece **** car We had money again I had a new Daddy And it was the most my sister had been stable I was thinking how my birthday was only 31 days away I would be turning 10 But that was not what had kept me up It was the paranoia of something bad happening life was too good to quiet. I didn't understand I wouldn't stop images in my head Of of being robbed,death,seizures reoccurring... I couldn't sleep Not a wink. I never understood why. March 10th Mom kept coming home late I became scared if something happened I had a sensation telling me that she was in a car accident Or she was going to be in one Would I be in the car? She came in and I broke down Crying I told her that I was afraid Afraid of her getting into a car accident Of her getting hurt She said that it wasn't going to happen She would call me, now that she understood April 10th Excited that 11 more days to go Til I turned 10 Finally I was going to be out of the single digits I would be a double digit I would be older and cooler and get more respect I could hang out with the older kids My sister Emmy and I were hungry and bored So we decided for once to get along And watch a movie til mom got home from work Mom was a 35 year old teacher who worked with drop outs,delinquents, and victims I thought of them all as my family The movie wasn't over and we called 100 times Wonder where she was I got scared Headache tear eyed heart sank felt weak but brave THUNK THUNK THUNK THUNK THUNK THUNK My new Dad came running down the stairs Before he could say it. Before he could I already knew I jumped up and said "MOM WAS IN A CAR ACCIDENT!!!" He looked at me funny for a second and then said "Yeah." He told us to go over a friends house We could of spent the night but I couldn't tolerate it Turns out she was trying to make life better for us. She wanted to go work with autistic kids, in a different school... With a better pay and better hours. A better life for us. Not that she didn't love her job. She wasn't leaving her 2nd family. She was doing this for us. April 12th It was the longest 2 days of my life It felt like 2 weeks or 2 months That was when time became slower than slow She was bruised,cut,and broken Not just physically. Emotionally was the worst pain over all. To be 9 not 10 just quiet yet To see your mother in pain As she cried on my shoulder And her little solider was out to war So her older son couldn't come home anymore He couldn't be there for her In her time of need He was fighting for peace But peace is what needed to be given Not just her, but to all of us I was scared ,But brave none the less There was darkness all around Time was slow To this day April 10th is the most hated day The day where I almost lost my mother But someone else lost theirs She is still in pain Emotionally is still the worst As she cries on my shoulder I know I understand That WE WERE LUCKY WE WERE ALL HURT AND THIS PAIN... Will be taken to the grave. But while we are alive. And we all survived. I can see the light again.
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Shut up why do you let them get to you I'm sorry but they don't speak the truth I'm not in love with you Yeah so, you looked me up You figured it out My past The underground star that was never put to rest Simply because no one would let me The Girl born as a quadruplet The heir of a famous Dance Academy The girl who wrote choreography by the age of five Before she could even spell her name The same girl's grandmother who died on her birthday from cancer the same girl who moved away to a place where they could never find me The place were only one who knew the real me Were best friend now Although they were destined to find me Once I became published again For my illness My parents fatal accidents The death of my bother Christen Another brother who went to war And justifying school systems in our town So once again living in a shadow of an untold mess no one will let me rest But you weren't to certain about one thing You were afraid to ask What happened  to him? He also died. He was 13 and I was 14 He was the only person I have known since birth We had one of those little kid relationships We didnt know what we were doing We thought holding hands would make a baby Well...At least he did. I guess you could 7 years. only 1 year 11 months and 8 days Just  like the others you wont let me rest I'm sorry
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Apr 8, 2013
Apr 8, 2013 at 5:14 PM UTC
Joey
I always believed in one true love One person on earth I really hope My one true love approaches me Before I'm old and gray This is what I hope Hate breeds war Society will fall The human race Decrease I really hope I live long Stay alive Too see this world in peace Faces come and faces go With an uneven flow They do this like a stream looking upon this stream I see the relaxation of myself It reveals the truth of a lonely person I really hope I can change this present time Just maybe Maybe this lonely person Will have a hand to hold This is my dream To have hands to hold Many faces in this stream looking back indeed This would be grand not to be alone Anymore Before I pass away I really hope Love will be my companion To the heavens I really hope I really do No war No hate Just love This is what I want
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Apr 5, 2013
Apr 5, 2013 at 5:54 PM UTC
I really hope so
As I stand on the shore of the mighty ocean I feel the hidden message lessons to be learned I watch the tides roll in high to low low to high Life can be the same way Tears fall your eyes may become cold I see a flock of seagulls fly as one I, myself have chosen the path of the lone Great Wolf Although I dreamed of being a part of a pack The problem was that it was only a dream the moon appears through darkened skies moves A perfect romantic scene for some While the lonely only dream for a chance For that dream The ocean with a hidden message Are given to the ones with an open heart.
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Apr 5, 2013
Apr 5, 2013 at 5:35 PM UTC
Oceans
When I was young I spoke in a broken tongue In a weak tune, I pleaded, I needed, To be understood. No one took time or patience, to understand No one! Besides her We are best friends We were raised in a broken home For she sacrificed and stood alone not completely alone but with me. She sacrificed her own life for mine I will never meet a woman who will ever be as kind My sister is my guardian angel, in this broken home.
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Apr 5, 2013
Apr 5, 2013 at 5:14 PM UTC
Misheard cries
When times are rough When the skies in your world become grey and black search down into your soul search for your inner spirit your inner spirit will guide you through stormy times You strength will deepen Search with you soul Find your spirit Search...Remember this Storms move on never give up After the storm moves on there is always a rainbow as well hope
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Apr 5, 2013
Apr 5, 2013 at 4:59 PM UTC
The Search
The Storm Do you know Do you know a storm? A storm may rush , rush to shore The shore of your heart. Don't give up though, every storm will move on. The clouds will break leaving behind sun rays of hope. On the mend will be your heart too, if you are will to let go of the hurt. Tears may fall , the salt of your tears proves your spirit.
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Apr 5, 2013
Apr 5, 2013 at 3:09 PM UTC
The Storm
The Rain Moved in Standing frozen in time Tears with swollen eyes from pain deep down Frozen heart Frozen heart at the present His dilemma standing on the wide open, the rain moved in, Wetting his face dampening this grip of reality... The rain.
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Apr 5, 2013
Apr 5, 2013 at 3:05 PM UTC
The Rain
Garden of Life Many showers may fall onto this garden From the showers the Springtime flowers are now at bloom as well as life.. Some pain may rise though the hurt will go if you are willing to let go. As a sundial heads past 7:00 the sun begins to set Casting shadows of doubt onto the out skirts of the garden, The Garden of life Though doubt can paralyze the heart know this, The inner strength of the soul can fight on with more courage, more than you ever knew There are thorns in this garden of life. The thorn may cut in to the skin like the hateful words that sting a heart. The soul will mend the heart as time rolls on. The beauty of this garden to on lookers, the beauty captures many life forms.
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Apr 5, 2013
Apr 5, 2013 at 3:03 PM UTC
Garden of Life