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Forewarnings were posted
on her eyelashes,

whipping weakness away.

She wanted a courter  that could
handle her, a cat of nine tails
lashing upon his
                             naked back.
Oh dear cousin who is a sister to me
With a name sounds like a Marian nun
Who works for the poor, with the poor
But who is never ever poor in everything
Guide me with your kindness and affection.
Day 2: Who was the last person you texted? Write a five-line poem to that person.
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Maybe I’m not who I think I am
And maybe I’m not who I thought I’d be
Maybe I’m not who you hoped to find
And maybe I’m not who you wished to see

Maybe I’m not what you always wanted
And maybe I shouldn’t have called us we
Maybe it’s wrong but I just can’t help it
No maybes about it, it's you and me

forever
They teach you that life has many possibilities

*But they never teach you whether or not they're all believable
We're just young
And we're trying to get by

I have seen the best minds and
The greatest potential
Depressed
Repressed
Compressed

I have seen their light devoured
Overwhelmed
And energy spent
Blind and always at breaking point
Minds rejecting
Bodies resisting

That's just how we feel
An entire generation isn't overreacting
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