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Emma Jan 2015
Sometimes
I ponder what would happen
If i received the most unbearable news
Would I fall to floor
and wail out my heart?
Would I Shutdown,
Just stare
Would I
be strong?
and only secretly shed tears
What, what would I do,
If I lost you
Emma Jan 2015
I've heard the rumors about you
but i never thought they were true
never thought you were a complete...
never thought you'd treat me like trash
when a friend makes a **** move...
Emma Dec 2014
i remember you leaving
for the first time
how my heart felt shattered on the floor
my sister, my mentor
walking out the door
for the first time completely on her own
When you came back,

I remember running
running to office after hearing my name
and there you were
you were no longer on the other side of the country
you were right there

i hugged you so tight my little arms shaked
the office lady was confused
asked if everything was okay
and we just laughed
we smiled like fools

each time it gets easier
it still aches my heart
but my world no longer falls apart
and when you're home its like you never left

this time when you come I'll hold you tight
we will stay up late talking in the night
laughing, hugging, like we used to
Emma Nov 2014
1 ripple, 2 ripple,3-
thousand yards of straight swimming
water and waves
work outs seem to last for days
races short as nights
Emma Nov 2014
As if you knew,
in the slightest what others went through?
who is to say his smile is not a mask,
her life is not a cry?

He, he goes home everyday to a broken home
where he tends to broken bones
up till four every night
doing homework, going to work
but in school the smile is the only thing in sight

and she, she is the captain of the soccer team
a never wavering laugh
but when she goes home,
her arm is patterned in complex lattice
an intricate pattern of pain and sorrow

her laugh never fails to light a room
his smile lifts people from their gloom
Emma Sep 2014
I can be tired too
I am in fact human
I do indeed feel sleepiness
I do indeed feel sorrow
but why dwell on sorrow if we are not promised tomarow
Emma Sep 2014
Cool beans, bonkers, groovy
some say i'm an old lady stuck in youth
I'm okay with that
Judy Garland's singing in the rain is my tune
so what if I'm stuck in youth?
I have new ideas
new views on the world elders wouldn't agree with
I'd be shun by some
so perhaps I'm not a Hip old lady trapped in youth
I'm a reformed old lady stuck in the good times
because why not be a reformed old lady?
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