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maybird
maybird
15/F Joined 12.05.2020/Aspiring author
Dear little girl, Smile For there will be plenty of opportunities to frown Dear little girl, Play with your friends, Climb that tree Because one day your heels will not let you Dear little girl, Don’t worry about what they say, For they will forget it and move on to your future Dear little one, I hope you lived life to the fullest, That you never missed a chance to take in the sun, And never stopped playing hide and seek, Dear little me, I hope you make me look back and smile at the fun
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Mar 1, 2021
Mar 1, 2021 at 8:44 PM UTC
Dear little girl
It is a pity life does not have background music to pick us up as we fall but as I ponder, I realise that sometimes silence is the voice that teaches us to do it ourselves
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Aug 3, 2020
Aug 3, 2020 at 8:11 AM UTC
Strength in the silence
They say, "childhood is  kingdom where nobody dies" mine wasn't. I was forced to grow up too fast a 5 year old in a 30 year old's body who couldn't take a joke who was too sensitive who was a scaredy cat but they didn't know the horrors i saw the the terror i felt the trauma i live they will never know the blood shed the tears cried the screams of pain my childhood was not a dream it was a nightmare
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Jun 16, 2020
Jun 16, 2020 at 6:30 AM UTC
A dream turned nightmare
Everything hurts so much and nobody understands that when I say, I'm fine and good I'm really not I'm breaking down
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Jun 16, 2020
Jun 16, 2020 at 6:20 AM UTC
Everything Hurts
Maybe if we stopped looking at countries and changed out perspective then we'd see that we're all from the same planet But just live in different places our little-big "towns" Because the best thing about a colouring book is all the colours White, blue, black and yellow And without a colour, the picture would not be complete And the best thing about a rainbow is not the treasure at the end but the colours uniting when the war begins between the sun and the rain and that's what makes all the difference and it's our strength, but also our weakness
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Jun 3, 2020
Jun 3, 2020 at 6:33 AM UTC
The beauty of colour
Slowly, slowly, sleep evolved from a chore to an escape
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May 12, 2020
May 12, 2020 at 7:16 PM UTC
Sleep
Don't call me "hot", call me beautiful. I am a woman, not a cup of tea.
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May 12, 2020
May 12, 2020 at 7:09 PM UTC
Call me beautiful
Women are water gentle enough to give life but deep enough to take it beautiful enough to call home but strong enough to destroy it
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May 12, 2020
May 12, 2020 at 6:50 PM UTC
Women are water