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LovelyLittlePoet Dec 2016
She’s the sister I never met
The sister I never saw
The sister that never lived
But the sister who never died

The sister who’s in my heart
The sister who’ll never fade away

She didn’t live for an hour
She lived for eternity
LovelyLittlePoet Dec 2016
She’s my sister you say
That doesn’t seem right I say

More like a demon of whine
A monster of tantrums
A girl of command

“Get my backpack!”
She screeches
“Get me juice!”
She whines

But nevertheless she is my sister
LovelyLittlePoet Nov 2016
Sometimes I  think that it is hard to write
Sometimes I think my poems are nothing
Like they are just sentences
With line breaks
Sometimes I think I can never finish a story
I stare at the blank text-box
Hungry
As if only words will fill it up
Sometimes I  think my picture books won't appeal to people
That they won't like it
Sometimes I  think i'm not a great writer
That my poems don't mean anything
That my stories will never finish
That my picture books aren't great
That i'm not the writer I thought I am
But
I can't let those appeal to life all the time
Because
My poems usually send a message
My stories can be short, and still be good
My picture books can send messages and humour out to people
Sometimes you have to look for the good skill in you
Or else you'll never appreciate it
I think left-aligned kind of applies to this poem,
LovelyLittlePoet Nov 2016
What you believe in
What God you believe
How you think you think the world started
What you think will happen
When the world will end
Is religon
LovelyLittlePoet Nov 2016
That feeling
When the liquid rolls down your cheek
Might be tears of joy
Or Tears of hate
LovelyLittlePoet Nov 2016
Sometimes I just wish
That I can get away from the world
Go somewhere far, far, away
Where nobody can see me

I wish I can sit on the clouds
The fluffy clouds.
And read a book.
I can look down on the world

Sometimes I wish that I could fly
I could go away when times are hard
Build a home in the clouds
See the world
While drinking hot choclate
LovelyLittlePoet Nov 2016
When I see it
It looks so fine
So fine
That I want it to be mine
More than the great waves
Or the pretty fish
More than the starry sun
Or the milky moon
Oh
I just know
The heavenly thing will be mine
Soon
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