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  Jan 2015 Alicia
Reggie Johnson
Just an ordinary girl by day
Avid comic book reader by night
She loved the comic, Crazy Cool
Read one before bed each night
One day she ran to the comic book shop
To buy the latest issue
Then she saw it was him
The author of Crazy Cool
They locked eyes
She, mesmerized
Asked for an autograph, her real intentions were a disguise
Not to him, he wrote down his number on the inside page
Just the thought of meeting him, left her in a daze
Next day, she gave him a call and he asked him to come meet her
When she arrived at his place, she was surprised no one was there to greet her
She found a comic book with a note that said turn this page
And there he was looking up at her, she collapsed in a daze
  Jan 2015 Alicia
The Black Beast
I read today, within the press
About a 7 year-old girl
Her name was Sailor Gutzler, and
She kept on walking, though faced hell.

She'd lost her Mum. She'd lost her Dad.
Her Sister and her Cousin too.
She, the one fated to live
Despite the horror She'd been through.

Their small plane crashed within the woods
She was so well and truly lost.
Bleeding. Crying. Total pain.
She made her way through bark and frost.

She'd walked a mile to find a house
Broken fist and Bleeding knees,
Her shoes were gone, Her feet were cold
Without no-one there but tall, hard trees.

I had to raise her name so that
Our thoughts and prayers can reach her side
I'd have been too weak and quit.
She's 7 and made it stride by stride
http://www.stltoday.com/news/local/illinois/fund-is-set-up-for-metro-east-girl-who-survived/article_6fcc053c-90ff-5ae1-8def-aaf7c60019f9.html
Alicia Jan 2015
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"Can I ask you something?"
Is either the best or the worst question imaginable.
It can either make you or break you,
And unfortunately,
That's the harsh reality to everything.
It either makes you,
Or breaks you.
A.C
Alicia Jan 2015
You could be the best tree climber in the world.
But sometimes, even the best need help getting back down.
A.C
Alicia Jan 2015
For some,
Love means everything.
It's like that because some people thirst for that attention,
be it good or bad or whatever consequences they face.

But not me.

For me, love is looking at something that makes me feel at home.
Be it a sunset or a sunrise,
Or the morning frost on the towering trees.

For me, love is indulging oneself in doing what they love,
What makes them feel at home with themselves.

Love for me is indescribable,
On a never ending spectrum.

And that's okay.

A.C
Alicia Jan 2015
Looking back at old pictures.
Because who wouldn't want to go back to being the once so strong and confident being they used to be.
Because I know I would.

A.C
Alicia Jan 2015
I live in fear that one day
Someone will come.

They may be the best thing to ever happen to me
or not.

They will tear down the walls
I have so intricately hid behind

And leave me to wonder how I will ever
Repair my once so strong fortress.
A.C

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