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  Apr 2015 HOOPS11
Blind Aesthetic
life is a colouring book
People are the crayons
Experiences are the various
Shades of those crayons
Live life to the fullest
Do it with your friends and family
Fill in that colouring book
And don't be afraid
To go outside of the lines
  Apr 2015 HOOPS11
Livia
My heart is iron
It feels no emotion.
No amount of sadness or happiness can effect it.
Ever.

It wasn't always this way
It used to be fabric, flimsy and unstable
Always letting those annoying emotions hurt.
I was nothing more than a baby

But I changed after those words
My heart turned to ice, hard and cold but crackable
And I wouldn't settle for crackable
So then it changed to iron.

My heart is iron
And I am proud
But the iron is only a cover
For a beautiful diamond
A poem slightly about bullying. It is also a true story.
I am dedicating this poem to those who have faced bad things in their life and are still living the best they can without giving up. I am thanking them for still being kind, even without showing emotion.
  Apr 2015 HOOPS11
Blind Aesthetic
I was too far from where the storm’d take hold
To smell the rain before the pour and before the cold
A wind carried on the lips of a widowed wife
Smelled of rain and loss of life
With a sense of foreboding, I asked the question
Tears formed before she made mention
Immediately a storm so ferocious
Took hold and I stood there motionless
How could a star that burns so bright be self-extinguished?
How could one’s own value of life be so diminished?
Nights are darker and emotions are worn
Your life forever I will mourn
  Apr 2015 HOOPS11
Blind Aesthetic
I met Grant when I was 13 years old
He’s never sure of himself or of the things he does
I avoid him when I can, but I don’t have it in me to say goodbye

James is a liar, but you wouldn’t expect it of him
It’s hard to say when we met
when I ask it’s always a different date

Grace is one of my best friends. She’s impulsive
Always doing things on a whim without thinking of the consequences
I met her after breaking up with a girlfriend four years ago

Steven is lazy and just doesn’t seem to care
People say he has a lot of potential if he put effort into what he does
I don’t think he believes it though
I’ve known Steven all my life

Rachel comes and goes
She’s very detached from the world and doesn’t like being around people
She always has a meticulously painted smile on her face to avoid questions
I got to know her three years ago, but I think I met her before then

Malcolm is James’ brother I’m pretty sure
He’s cocky, abrasive and passive aggressive, but I think it’s just an act
I met Malcolm shortly after graduating high school


Stephanie doesn’t know how to keep in touch
She is always forgetting to keep contact with the people she cares
She doesn’t mean to, it just happens. She’s good friends with Rachel
I’ve known her since I was young, seems like forever

These are my friends and I’m sure you’ve met them before
If not personally maybe through other friends or by different names
Each one is a link in a chain that grounds me
Everyone has devils that they face but after so long eventually they become friends.

This is a response to another poem for my creative writing class.
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