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  Dec 2014 Isabel Jimenez
Lunar
Maybe my dreams of us
Are recorded inside my pillow

Maybe it's either those dreams about what we could have had

Or why you had to break my heart

Maybe that's why my pillow's damp every night

Maybe that's the reason for my sleepless nights
  Dec 2014 Isabel Jimenez
Lunar
there will only be two things that will happen to you:

either you end up in my poems of heartbreak, remorse, and sadness,
or,
you end up beside me with my hand in yours.
  Dec 2014 Isabel Jimenez
Danielle K
Unrequited love is
what it was.
I was ready to
offer him the
moon, but
he already
had the sun.
D.K
  Dec 2014 Isabel Jimenez
Mollie
Tonight i'll be dreaming of you.
Will you dream of me too?
You pulled the flaws from my veins,
Yet i'll still dream of you.
Once falsely believing you,
you had the complexity of the cosmos.
Blessed by the absence of your presence,
If I wait,
I will trust in time that we will meet again.
Isabel Jimenez Dec 2014
They told me I would never make it because of the color my skin
they thought they were right
Only because a statistic says “nearly one in five Hispanics still attend high school”
because these so called facts, are meant to terrify me
But I keep moving forward,
because I won’t let these facts define who I am
nor will I let anyone tell me I can’t achieve anything in life,
because the color of my skin limits me.  
but here I stand with my head held high
accomplishing what they said i couldn't
because of the color of my skin
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