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 10h Rosé
Malia
Confidence used to be
Like a shelf I couldn’t ever quite
Reach.

But turns out, I just needed to
Get up off of my
Knees.
I'm in love with the
thought*

I'm in love with the
picture

I'm in love with your
lies



*of us.
 10h Rosé
Germaine
The words don’t rhyme
I’ve wasted my time

There is no meaning
No melancholy feeling

I watched a YouTube video to write this

There is no point in any of it.
 10h Rosé
s anne
i want to fly away
far far away
if i close my eyes i can feel it
my arms shifting, breaking apart
morphing, forming-
into mangled raven wings
the window calls for me
i'm flying-
flying-
my wings are gone.
 10h Rosé
S R Mats
Love is
A river
That rages
In stages.
Wanting to be
Free it climbs
Its banks as if
Wanting to see
What is on
Each side.
So comes
Forth the poem
From just
One line
"Time is a river."
That one line was from a poem by Willow, here on HP.  Oddly (wink-wink) enough the title is "Time is a River."
 10h Rosé
Maddy
I ruined it.

I ruined it.

I ruined it.

Overthinking,
Spiraling,
Questioning.

I ruined it.

I ruined it.

The quirks you once loved,
you hate.

I ruined it.

I hate me for ruining it.
Great job genius.
 10h Rosé
Cassian
Death-defying

Darkness underlying

People are dying

Stop staring at me

Why aren't you all crying

All those smiles are fake

A snake in human skin

Your eyes scream at me

A broken person in hiding
the robin is a messenger so the story goes
wether it is true or not no one really knows
they say it is a loved one come to visit you
is it just a myth or is it really true

there are new beginnings if you seen one in the spring
happiness and joy the robin he will bring
if they fly into your garden good news is on the way
is it really true or something  that people day say

there are many stories of robins that are told
that go way back when in the days of old
such a lovely bird  a messenger from above
one that we all know one that we all love

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