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 2d
Kayla S
15, and can't find someone to love me.
15, and all my friends are dating.
15, and love is all I see.
15, and i'm just waiting.
It's like boys my age don't want me.
Sunrise, coffee, holding hands, birds having conversations, life is grand.
Sitting here peacefully, just another day.
Mountains were moved for it to feel this way.
Tears were shed, blood was bled, pain and egos overcome.
Time heals all great or small, and if we try maybe we'll find love.
Stars and moonlight, everything feels right.
Sitting here peacefully, just another night.
Finally feels right
Finally peaceful
Finally love
Finally.
 7d
Liana
Because the world is round
the wind is high
And the sky is blue
I cry
Sometimes we cry just because

*Inspired by "Because" by the Beatles
 Nov 8
Em MacKenzie
Some people listen to hear,
and some listen to respond.

Some people talk to be heard,
and some talk because they can’t stand the silence.
Meaningless meaningful conversations
 Nov 7
Liana
When I go to the airport
I always wear a funny shirt
Because waiting in line is so dull
And I want to make someone smile
Maybe get a laugh
Maybe make a friend
Maybe make a day
Because why not?
 Nov 5
Onyx
You grab my hands in yours

Reminding me I'm special

You slip bracelets on my wrists

Reminding me you're here

You paint my nails black

Reminding me that you care

You spray me with your cologne

A good luck charm for my test

I pass with flying colors

And love you more than the rest

My friend, you are so special

I want to keep you close

If I lost you as well

It would hurt more than most

Please stay my friend forever
 Nov 4
Joe Cottonwood
From my window I see
branches dripping
gray fog.
I face a long day
heaving heavy boards,
testing
my brittle back,
glasses wet
with sweat,
porcupine fingers
bristling splinters,
shaping lumber
with a clear heart.

Carpenter, carpenter, what do you say?
Cut wood all day,
bring home the pay:
a pocketful of sawdust.

With strange joy
I can't wait
to begin.
 Nov 2
Cayley Raven
Perhaps if you stopped worshiping
the wise words of another,
you might, in fact, uncover
a wisdom within
yourself.
 Nov 1
Immortality
The Lily looks up,
the Moon gazes back,
both knowing well,
they will fall,
soon.
I remember the full moon last year, lighting up my terrace. The flower plant looked sooo beautiful!!
One special flower was shining exceptionally bright, its face turned up toward the moon, as if it was shyly glancing at it.
It was such a magical moment............truly inexpressible!!!
 Nov 1
Gerry Sykes
The fly,
drawn by its addiction
to sweetness,
enters the pitcher plant.
Tired and drugged,
slipping on downward
pointing hairs
it falls into
the digestive juices
that dissolve its goodness
leaving only
its hard
chitin
skeleton.
 Nov 1
loriann capra
and the flower lady said,
"she's a spring."

with golden notes in my skin –
my overturned arm in her palm;

she said pastels were my thing.

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