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Saoirse May 2017
You speak in your writing
spreading hate through those very words
killing hope with comments
and making poetry your foe

You put out the flame of love
within your icy words
created here on this public site
for all to see, but only some will know
and cherish the we say and flow
across the page in sweeps of meaning

Even few words hold more meaning
than the meaning of meaning, you say you know

Stop making her life a hell to be in
and start making a compassionate place to write in
we luv ya bryn don't get upset at a few stupid hate comments :)l
Saoirse May 2017
Before I was here I was innocent
Before I was here I was brave
Before I was here I was an angel

But now I have changed

Now that I am here I am scared
Now that I am here I am uncomfortable
Now that I am here I am vulnerable

But now that I am here I can breathe
But now that I am here I am free
But now that I am here I can see...
Saoirse May 2017
Adventures
Nice
Natorius
Inteligent
Extaordinary
Annie wanted a poem sooooo Yummmmm YEH
Saoirse May 2017
A cry for help as a flame lights her home

A shriek for need as a tsunami flies a person across the town

No cry for help as another child dies of hunger

over one billion people populate it

twenty two thousand five hundred people die a day there

over 4,650 children a day lost to the world

2,000 girls killed in the womb

16,000 go missing in the capitol a day

How can we help

Think

If we don't help it could become a world issue

So think do

help...
Saoirse May 2017
Cold
its a felling dark and deep

Freezing
Its like a sharp knife in your arms

Don't give up when your freezing

Keep going get warm

Don't wait till its to late

Don't wait till the knife actually hits...
Saoirse May 2017
True friends light up your eye and smile when you see them
Like glitter tape

Your first good friend is the 1st strand
Of glitter tape
They sparkle brighter then the rest and never run out of greatness
Not the slightest bit of dust can ruin them

Your second is the 2nd strand
you love it just the same
but...
somethings different too much dust makes it lose its sparkle

And the final and third strand
They already have some strange cardboard stuff
They stick to you less then the rest
One blow of dust and they fall off

All my friends are like glitter tape
Most of them the 1st strand

Some I let go of

But most I keep
This is inspired by CC love yah 1st strand Allie you too FISH
Saoirse May 2017
I sit here waiting for the bell

There is more of me waiting for something else

Joining for something someone who understands the wait

But I sit here waiting trying to sit up strait

Waiting for the bell so I'm not late
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