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  Apr 10 Annika J
Ciel Noir
I took          a trip
I took                a look
That tree could read me
Like                      a book
And                 open me
Like a             library
Cipher      in the
Still deeper
Inside the place
Where           secret
Knowledge         hides
The twin snakes ladder
Necklace              chain
Make life        by any
Other           name
Annika J Apr 1
I'm inspired to write
But I don't know what
I feel the need to
Arrange a poem
But I don't have a topic

Just a random burst of
Unspecified inspiration
Or I want to draw something and don't know what to draw, or I want to listen to music but don't know what to listen to, or I'm hungry but don't know what to eat...
  Mar 22 Annika J

You're more beautiful
And more outstanding and bright
Than you'll ever know.

You're worth more than you'll know. Just a reminder.
Annika J Mar 22
A message
An email
A wave
A "hello"

And I get so happy

It doesn't have to be anything special
It's just so nice to be reminded
That you exist
Ah, romance. I may be young and dumb, but at least I don't have the romantic ideals I had in 3rd grade. That was a travesty.
Annika J Mar 22
My poetry is always written
In the heat of the moment

The big picture is often neglected
It is but
One moment in all my life

The perspective might be messed up
And the feelings exaggerated
But it's nice to have that moment captured
Annika J Mar 20
I have emotions building in my soul
I long for nothing more than sweet release
I wish to meltdown, no longer be whole
To let myself be broken 'til at peace
Alas, many around me would be harmed
Many people count on me to bring joy
I wouldn't want them to be too alarmed
So I must always keep up my decoy
A nuclear reaction plant am I
To let my inner workings spill away
Would mean great harm for every person nigh
And great harm lasting oh so many days
If I meltdown, there is no going back
And thus, I must always remain intact
Annika J Mar 4
When the school day's going by fast
And I'm late to class
Guess what's swarming the halls?
Ugh, people.

When I want to be able to think
And there's screaming throwing me off sync
Who's making the calls?
Yep, people.

When I need my personal space
To get away from all the race
Guess who's here?
Dumb people.

When I'm feeling stressed and trapped
By expectations for my life map
What's the source of the fear?
Lots of people.

People can be nice
In small amounts
But when they're being annoying
It doesn't count
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