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DG Apr 10
Why did you have to stab me in the heart?
You know I have hemophilia!
DG Mar 28
I wrote a poem against gun violence because students should not have to go to school aching in fear of not making it home alive.

I wrote a poem against gun violence because so many people are going to take their own lives today.

I wrote a poem against gun violence because it targets women, minorities, to the point where they cannot be outside of their homes in the evenings.

I wrote a poem against gun violence because too many veterans are at risk of dying by their own hands

I wrote a poem against gun violence because mental health is SERIOUS

I wrote a poem against gun violence because I am an aunt of two and I want my nephews to live full, happy lives

I want to ask my legislators what they’re going to do when they come for their
Their spouses
Nieces, and nephews

Call me a snowflake, if you will
If that’s what standing for what’s right makes me, then I’m proud of it
I’m the snowflake that wants you all to stay alive
That stands for what’s right when they don’t have the guts to
And sweetheart, this snowflake doesn’t melt
Mar 23 · 119
Untitled, again
DG Mar 23
I can pour my heart out to you and all you’ll say back is
“I love you”
But what does that mean?
DG Mar 18
I’m beautiful!
From my crooked teeth
To my green eyes and big lips
To my freakishly pale skin
To my round stomach
And my ovaries filled with cysts
My beauty puts photoshop to shame
DG Mar 18
To the next person who says St.Patrick’s day is all about leprechauns and rainbows:
I will grab my ancestors’ immigration papers and beat you over the head with them.
Mar 13 · 191
Another poem about him
DG Mar 13
I miss having you around
Because you took away my frown
Even though you’re the cause of it
You crush my soul and bring me to life all in the same conversation
My love, did you know that my sea parts for you?
That I took down all of my walls so you wouldn’t be afraid to come in?
That I stepped down from my throne of anxiety?
That you were the very one that shattered my golden crown of insecurities
Only to then gift me this crystal crown of doubt
That matches my tears
I weep silently and so subtly that you don’t even notice
And even if you did
You wouldn’t care.
Don’t tell me that you love me, I see your garden of lies and the other women that have come to stay in it.
But I’m too afraid to tell you
So I fake a smile as my kingdom is in ruins
DG Feb 24
We sat in the city library and talked about our classes and politics and corgis and other things
She gave me hugs and I invited her over
And now . . .
I have a crush on a girl
I don’t know how to handle crushes on girls
Because I’ve never had a crush on a girl who also likes girls!
Feb 18 · 104
A volatile place
DG Feb 18
Don’t speak too confidently
They’ll think you’re selfish
Don’t speak too affectionately
They’ll think you’re in love
And God forbid that you be in love
You might as well wear a scarlet A
Don’t be special
Don’t be the same
Don’t you dare cry someone’s name
In this volatile place
Feb 18 · 362
“Pretty” crier
DG Feb 18
Whenever I cry it isn’t obvious.
I’m not loud and I don’t get ****
I just sit quietly, breathing, my eyes slowly dripping, as I’m thinking
About the things and the people that got me to this point
But most of all, myself.
Feb 18 · 269
DG Feb 18
Though my eyes are green
They cannot see the finer things
Words always rip my heart at its seams
My own, or said by other beings
If you give me love, I’ll give you wings
I’ll worship you with much extremes
And if you leave me, by all means
These green eyes will weep burning streams
This is about all of my exes, friends no longer with me, and people I’ve had eyes for
Feb 12 · 208
The messed up part
DG Feb 12
The messed up part about it all is,
I still find comfort in your lies
Even though I know the truth.
Feb 11 · 83
Nostalgia in Sephora
DG Feb 11
It smells just like her
It smells just like the woman who taught my mother to raise me
The woman who comforted me when it stormed
The woman who taught me to appreciate my German heritage
I miss her . . .
Gucci bloom smells just like my great-grandmother guys it’s freaky
DG Feb 7
At the end of the road
Who will be there?
At the end of the line
Who will still care?
If it’s not like the end of the rainbow
Who will still love me all the same?
In even my darkest hours
Who will be there to comfort me
and guide me through it all?
DG Feb 6
I hate that
Even after all you’ve said
I still crave to hold your hand
Hold it tight
As if I let go, all of the happiness in the world would escape  
Not a word needed.
You don’t have to kiss me.
Don’t have to love me. . .
I just want to hold your hand . . .
Feb 4 · 157
Untitled II
DG Feb 4
All of my poems these days seem to be about you as if you actually care or something
Feb 4 · 106
If only
DG Feb 4
If only we could start over
Not middle school start over
Just start over to that cold, dark school bus
Where I think you stole my affection first
And I told you how great you did
Even though you got last place
And you smiled and so did I
And it was all downhill from there
But in a good way
Because that smile you gave me was intoxicating
And you continued to give me that smile
In the halls, in the selfies you sent me, at my play, when you met my family, when you graduated..
I want to go back
And relive that bittersweet moment
That was so scary, and it went so fast
When you held my hands with that concerned look
After I gave you that note
In front of the comp teacher’s door
And that day you texted me
And told me we could only be friends
Because you were leaving..
But did you ever leave?
You’re just a friend
Just as I’m just a friend
We’re just two friends who happen to love each other
DG Feb 1
I spoke to you so kindly
Even after how you’ve treated me
And when you said you loved me
I said it back with no hesitation
And when you showed me where you put my drawing of us
It made me feel so happy
It felt like a warm hug or a kiss on the cheek
And for a few moments I forgot how sad you’ve made me recently
It was just us
Like I had prayed for the chance to have again . .
And your music
And your laugh
And oh God, just /you/.
I’m beginning to realize what it means
To truly love someone
Even if the love is not truly returned
DG Jan 31
Is it the truth?
Is it a lie?
Are you just trying to make me cry?
Do you love me? Like you tell me you do..
The mixed messages are killing me,
Why do you treat me the way that you do?
My heart feels beaten
My heart feels bruised
Please just come clean, for my love is being used
DG Jan 30
Ladies and gentlemen,
Please do not let your significant others
Keep you from talking to your friends
Because our time on this earth is limited
And we need all of the people we can
To live our days as if they are the last.
By shutting me out, dear,
You are taking pieces of my life.
Jan 28 · 123
DG Jan 28
You only loved me when my words boosted your confidence and now that I have nothing left to say, you’ve left me.
What the heck . . . ?
Jan 26 · 452
Boys and the Birds
DG Jan 26
They make you think they love you
With their soft kind words
They hug you as if you’re treasure
And then leave you for the birds
They come into your life
With their cowboy boots and ***** blond hair
And leave you crying
And thinking . . .
And thinking . . .
On what you did wrong
If he really loved you all along
And then you begin to hate your favorite songs
Because suddenly they're all about him
And they haunt you
And the next thing you know
Another boy is there
With green eyes and messy brown hair
And he beckons you into his trap
And he’s texting you!
But you don’t want to answer because you’re still CRYING
But! you answer anyways
Because you’re ******
And vulnerable
And maybe this boy will be kinder
And will be gentler
When he kills me
And leaves me
For the birds
Jan 25 · 118
Oh no!
DG Jan 25
You did it again!
You gave an older boy your heart again
And look what happened!
Oh, your family would be SO disappointed in you
If only they knew
The only kinds of guys
That interest you
Are 18+ and about 6’2!
I don’t know why you’re crying
You did this to yourself
No amount of fancy Gucci perfume can change the fact that you're 16 and still can’t reach the top shelf
DG Jan 21
Someday you’ll look back
And you’ll see the mess you made
The path you should have took
I hope one day you’ll miss me
I hope it makes you cry
I hope it makes you feel just how you made me feel last night
Please don’t forget I love you
I hope every once in awhile, you’ll keep in touch
Because you’re the only person I have eyes for, and such
DG Dec 2018
Love is like a Frida Kahlo painting
It doesn’t make sense
It’s a bit absurd
Vibrant, definitely
And leaves you wanting more
Older than ourselves
Yet with a spirit younger than anything else
Dec 2018 · 289
DG Dec 2018
I’m catching myself on fire
I’m hurling myself into the unknown
What for?
Who will I be?
If one is to be a martyr,
Shouldn’t they have a reason?
I was to succeed
And to succeed I must become
The best that I can possibly be
I fear the unknown
It leaves me shaking each day
A quake that no affection can cure
Where I’ll go
But I will have to make the trip
Run into the arms of my fait
And trust that she will be kind to me
And will only want the best for me
DG Nov 2018
I hope that even when you’re old and gray
You’ll remember how much your aunt loves you
And I hope that at the end of the day
You’ll remember each and every little kiss I placed on your forehead
So pure, so gentle
I give you more love than the world contains
Oct 2018 · 1.9k
Deer Teeth
DG Oct 2018
When she hugs me I feel cold
As if she were a ghost
I would not trust this woman
Even if my life depended on it
She may have stolen my brother’s heart,
But my forgiveness can never be given

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