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You're finding heart in people made of stone,
A shining star twinkling in my mind.
A pure soul with no hate,
Your name whispered by winds in my ears.

Your eyes are a waterfall of beauty,
You're named Love — a treasure so rare.
With silver hair that frames your face,
A diamond shining like a sun in this dark world.
"Being too good is not always good for the one who is good."
Some people say,
"I wish you were
taller"
Some people say,
"I wish your nose was a
bit bigger."
Some people say,
"I wish your lips were
smaller"
Some people say,
"I wish you were more
creative"
Some people say,
"I wish you were more
Intelligent"


But I say,
"Your Imperfection is also a
perfection for me
"
I think if I were a boy so I would impress all the girls. Being a girl and writing poems like a boy is  thrilling to me.
When I asked the moon,
“Why are you always compared with beauty?”
Maybe it's because
I am the ugliest.

When I asked the rose,
“Why are you the first gift in love?”
Maybe it's because
I meant to end it.
Even they lied
ribbons of rain
curtain across the pond

in a chorus of stones
touch tapping the surface

unspooling in ribs of circles
within the trees

time collects in rings
roots seek the deepest mysteries

at the water’s edge
a heron

that ever seeing eye
stands searching for the shadows of fish

in a flash
its beak trades life for life


empty yourself         of this world
empty yourself         into this world


you will be                warmed & welcomed
you will be                feathered lightly along
Can’t sleep
They won’t stop kicking and yelling
Why don’t they understand
Not everyone gets to live stupidly
I want to not feel pain for six hours
When your voice
Escaped the clutches of the night
I held on tight
In vain

Your eyes that hid under the curls
They've become traces of you

To a girl I once knew
You're only a memory away
They say when loneliness eats away at the heart,
Demons let themselves in,
They'll break you apart,
Then send you to your coffin.

I try to resist them, I know I have to,
I don't want to accept the Devil's wager,
But it's difficult, when people hurt you,
They use you, tear you up, and they crush you and throw you away like a piece of paper.

There's no where to go,
No helping hand at offer,
All I have, is a silent voice I hear when the wind blows,
"Endure a while longer, I promise I'll make you burn brighter than the summer".
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