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  Jan 2015 Gianna Baker
Brandon Corrie
You already are what you want to become
Time just allows you to see it whenever
Gianna Baker Jan 2015
Why do you you trap your emotions in?
And compress them deep deep down?
You forget about your problems now,
But you subconscious brings a frown to your face.
I never want to lose you,
I only want to find you.
Where have you gone
And where have you been
That's so horrific, so hellacious
That you won't let me in?
Yes, life is melancholy and brings immense pain,
But let's take the road less travelled
To see what we can gain.
I know you won't tell me everything,
But a sliver might be nice.
So I can see the monsters you're facing,
And supply a love that might suffice.
Gianna Baker Jan 2015
But then the sky turned grey
And the air shifted
teardrops begin sifting through the clouds as she rode her bike home.
Defeat enveloped her,
She was all alone.
All the soaking misery blended into a single hatred for
Oh why did I let myself believe such idiocy again.
She subconsciously knew this would happen,
Good things always end.
Just leave her be.
Leave her alone.
Nothing in this world
Can soak up all her misery.
The home inside of her is vacant.
And the skies are tear stained forever.
  Jan 2015 Gianna Baker
Rachel Cruz
I dare not open my heart
Should I find the contents dried,
Shriveled from lack of use,
Tho' I've continually tried.

Should I open my heart?
I fear the absolute worst.
And if I'm left with nothing?
My fears, they are a curse.

I wish to open my heart,
To place it in your hands.
Mold it, mend it, shape it, break it.
Carry it over seas and lands.

If I open my heart,
If I give it to you,
Will you please give me the pleasure,
Of having your heart, too?
28 October 2010.
  Jan 2015 Gianna Baker
nagle
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
                                                      i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it’s you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
  Jan 2015 Gianna Baker
E. E. Cummings
If
If freckles were lovely, and day was night,
And measles were nice and a lie warn’t a lie,
Life would be delight,—
But things couldn’t go right
For in such a sad plight
I wouldn’t be I.

If earth was heaven and now was hence,
And past was present, and false was true,
There might be some sense
But I’d be in suspense
For on such a pretense
You wouldn’t be you.

If fear was plucky, and globes were square,
And dirt was cleanly and tears were glee
Things would seem fair,—
Yet they’d all despair,
For if here was there
We wouldn’t be we.
Gianna Baker Jan 2015
She carries an umbrella
To protect her from the rain.
Even when it's pouring,
Her smile never fades.

She sees the good it brings
To the wildlife and flowers.
The rain seems to make her sing
Even in its darkest hour.

Though she's lost her way,
Can't trace her footprints back,
She finds beauty in each place,
No matter how deep the cracks.

— The End —