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 Dec 2019 Emma Peterson
sydney
i laugh at the irony
that love broke my heart.
I can't get dressed and
I don't wanna run
Or do the things that
Get me to the Human gold standard.
I just want someone
To pluck me off of the floor,
Towel and all,
And dance with me.
Spur of the moment poem
8/14/2019
 Aug 2019 Emma Peterson
emnabee
The poet lives two lives.
One on the outside,
And one in their mind.

When you look in their eyes
You could see an abyss.

If you looked long enough
You could sink into it.

But most people don’t see it.

Take the time to read the words, though,
And you would know for sure.

The poet lives in two different worlds.
A little escape from the madness.
Or maybe, into.
my heart’s so fragile;
i’m afraid to give it away,

all that’s left of me is
a sarcastic personality,
and even that is
starting to fade.
If I         ,

     drop


Would you [catch me] ?
 Aug 2019 Emma Peterson
Anna
Whelve
 Aug 2019 Emma Peterson
Anna
What ever smile I put on
You’ll believe it none the less.
 Aug 2019 Emma Peterson
Lu
It's never good enough.
You can try your best,
Give them anything-
Everything you've got,
Completely destroy yourself for them,
And still be left looking stupid.
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