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 Sep 2016 Alex
Hannah Gaines
Three misfits joined together,
One is a ******,
The second is a depressed outcast,
The third is a suicidal reject.

The ****** was forced to ****,
She didn't know any better,
The ****** found the real killer,
And made him pray to God.

The depressed outcast didn't have friends,
No one came to talk to her,
She felt pain and sorrow,
She keeps it down by making red lines on her wrist.

The suicidal reject wants to be accepted,
But no one wants her,
She keeps asking why no one loves her,
So she keeps trying to meet God.


Now the three misfits will forever be together,
Only counting on each other,
The ******,
The Depressed Outcast,
And the Suicidal Reject.
 Aug 2016 Alex
Hannah Gaines
Mary had a little lamb,
Little lamb,
Little Lamb,
Mary had a little lamb,
And it's white turned into red.

Mary had a little gun,
Little gun,
Little gun,
Mary had a little gun,
And she shot the whole **** school.

Mary had a little knife,
Little knife,
Little knife,
Mary had a little knife,
And she made her parents sleep.

Mary had a little rope,
Little rope,
Little rope,
Mary had a little rope,
And she made herself fly.
With every word she speaks of him
It hurts my soul
It looks like
blood soaking through paper
****.
 Aug 2016 Alex
Badonko
Ahhhhhh
 Aug 2016 Alex
Badonko
Saw a rose, so red.
Blossomed
out of the Kings Dead.
 Aug 2016 Alex
Hannah Gaines
What if...
Everyone got along,
Would there be any fight?
Would there be a sudden war?

What if....
Every day is never boring,
Would there be any complaints?
Would there be any agitation?

What if...
The parents and children love each other,
Would there be any abuse?
Would there be any suicides?

Just think,
"What if,"
So many questions,
And yet so many outcomes.
 Aug 2016 Alex
Hannah Gaines
I look at the person,
The one who's staring back,
The old reflection,
Of who I used to be.

Colorful clothes,
Happy eyes,
Innocent and pure,
A perfect mirror.

Now I'm different,
Dark clothing,
Brokenhearted eyes,
A shattered mirror.

7 years of bad luck?
Not me,
I'm a lifetime of bad luck,
An unfixable shattered mirror.
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