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DaisiesMy mind is a garden; / Overgrown, / Blooming far to much for my own good.
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BubblesYou're the light / In a sea of reeds. / Salt clinging to hair
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Forever agoMay the branches of your cherry tree / Blossom fruitful and ripen beneath a kind, / Soft sun.
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SeventeenHeadphones and fried food, / metabolisms and ****** moods. / Broken condoms; beer pong,
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deja vuIt's becoming harder then ever / to keep track / because
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CleanseWho broke the rules, / Who broke your heart? / Why was the counter so sticky?
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What would the dinosaurs say?Freckles speculate hate / Mixing rushing *** / Kissing touching
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An ode to ediblesStained tea kettle howled / almost as loud as we did / one cool November night
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This poem is almost as messy as my mindSail back down the moon / left by the door of dust caked feet / you claim to be your own.
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tomorrowi don't think it's fair / to hide away / by the way
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