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I wanted to tell you
I love you so much
I walked out with a sound
I was sneaking through the ground
like a snake I left in the night
and like the night I disappear in the light
I wish I could tell you how much you mean
but sometimes I have to leave
for... me
 Nov 2020 Shanti Starks
Wanderer
Is it the words whispered
in secret corridors
i love you

are they proclaimed boldly
from roof tops
I LOVE YOU

Or maybe love
sounds like laughter
giggles shared only between two

what if love has no noise
its beauty is similar to a sunset
seen and felt
but never heard
 Nov 2020 Shanti Starks
Leah Carr
Do I really want to die?
Or do I just want a moment's relief from the pain?

Do I really want to die?
Or do I just want to feel safe again?

Do I really want to die?
Or do I just want to silence the chaos?

Do I really want to die?
Or do I just want to fill the emptiness?

Do I really want to die?
Or do I just want to stop the suffering?

Do I really want to die?
Or do I just want to stop hurting?

Do I really want to die?
Or do I just want to
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This is dedicated to a girl at my school called Isabella. Izzy if you're reading this, thank you for helping me see what I really wanted.
 Nov 2020 Shanti Starks
ghost
stars
 Nov 2020 Shanti Starks
ghost
look at the stars
                              isn't it bizarre
I see you up there
like a tiny flare
                              in that huge sky
-
you left me
                              in this world to die
                                 we could've gone together
                                         but just like the weather
      you're unpredictable
     but isn't this just typical
-
                I believe in love
                  so we will reunite above
as our children will gaze at us
I gaze at you
well, I technically mean that person is dead. just saying if you don't get it.
 Nov 2020 Shanti Starks
Rebecca
To forgive is to forget,
or so I am told.
Erase the memories
you need to unload.

Self inflict amnesia
absolve from within.
Don’t bare the scars
of another mortal sin.

But I need to remember
I don’t need to forget,
the sorrow I swallow
in each Percocet.

Misery is a friend.
She reminds me often,
the torment I suffered
cannot be forgotten.
"We can build a factory, and make misery" - Goo Goo Dolls
is worn by a nun
is an established practice
abuse *****, practice
 Nov 2020 Shanti Starks
caroline
pony-tailed playmate
head tucked in her shirt
gazing steadily down
at her toes in the dirt

chaos tiptoes around her
naive oblivion
journeys in far away lands
just west of the meridian

watercolor fairy tales
bleeding outside the lines
unaware of the danger
unaware of the signs

let me sit with you, darling
in the dampened flower beds
and paint a new world
for us in our heads
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