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Moonlight Aug 2015
Short and sweet right?
What about the fights
Heartbreak
Full of mistake
Wiser, older
Some lock away there year in a folder.
   2 months is all it takes
for people to stop being fakes
You leave for summer
What a ******
No friend right?
Just taking flight?
People WILL change
Stronger
Taller
Braver
Maybe a real Fighter?
Life goes on for the best
As we may not forget the rest
All these changes in
...
2 Months
Summer Almost over and this Poem is for L. Everyone, myself as well, changes. This is my change over the Summer. This is also my way of saying I will not be on this website anymore :/ sorry for the people who liked my Poems and sorry to L.
~WD
You don't need the smoky colored quartz dangling in your hair,
Or the liquid rubies painted onto your soft lips,
Or the powdered gold dusted onto your eyelids to hide the look of pain.
You don't need the silver buttons strung up your shirt to make your aura seem pure,
Or the perfect pearls around your throat to tease and allure,
Or the obsidian skirt hugging your thighs to add the finishing touch.
You don't need the diamond blade to make you bleed imperial topaz onto your marble floor,
Or the laxatives made of howlites to cut your figure thin,
Or the breast implants made of danburites to make you seem attractive.
You are worth more than the emeralds that people compare your eyes to.
You are worth more than the sapphires that make up the water in your body.
And you are worth more than the taaffeites that compose the air you breath.
You are a perfect angel without the expensive things.
Just sing sweet lullabies of the truth and be yourself,
To ensure you live in a beautiful reality.
©LogenMichel copyright 2015
Moonlight Feb 2015
When your not normal
Nor much for formal
When you think you found love
Only to be given that shove
A first heart throb
Turned into a long sob
Worst of all to face a friend
Who became the cause of the end
It's hard to have power
And hold such a flower
Least of all a love
Without a warrning glove
So I sit here in my class
As I wait for time to pass
Tick-tock
Tic-tock
Goes the clock
No one here to hear
So my heart is left to sear
What time shall heal
I shall steal
A Broken heart
Of my own *art
First Heart Break
Moonlight Feb 2015
In Memory of W.E.B. DuBois here are some poems.

Here Lays a caring man
Who had many adoring Fans
He believed in the A.A.
But not in the K.K.K.
He fought and encouraged Civil Rights
And Never Put up a fist Fight
So with a grieving heart we sow
His body down to this spot to grow
Never forgotten then nor now
For there is no way to, how?



Diamante:
DuBois
Freedom, Civil Rights
Working, Learning, fighting
Leader, brotherhood; slavery, stupidity
Hiding, beating, worshiping
Beat, bleed
Pet

**End of Diamante- Pet in referral to a new kind of slave
Crying in the rain only lasts so long
And redrawing faded sharpie butterflies can't go on forever
Dreading over the pink and white lines that make you look like like a kindergarten art project only causes secrecy
While puking up your last meal only causes travesty.
We all hit the bottom whether it be through drugs or cuts
Burning or vandalism
Alcohol or caffeine
Puking or refusing to eat.
We all have a point that we wish we never turned to
And the meds prescribed to help you
Only make it worse
And seem like a fantasy.
We all hit the bottom but to sip from a different cup
We have learned to fake smiles
And pretend to have our chin up.
©LogenMichel copyright 2015
Moonlight Jan 2015
In my mind anything is possible...
In my mind anything can happen...
In my mind most things are not all that well
Do you know who you are?
No, I do not
Do you know what your doing?
My mind starts spinning as that one questions sets me off
Who?
Where?
Why?
I shall never nor shall I ever understand
For what is there to understand?
The mind is Strong
The Mind is frail
The Mind is strange, new and ever changing.
In my mind I understand everything and nothing
In my mind...

*I'm me and I'm free
Dealing with confusing things... this is what you see.
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