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Ismahanwrites May 2016
she was a Mess
a mess that looked so Brilliant
but Also so Genuine
that when people looked at her all they saw
was a Mastermind behind that Bad *** body.
   she was a Wild One.
  May 2016 Ismahanwrites
m i a
darling,
don't fall in love with me
to fast,
for i have such,
a broken past,
filled with,
relationships that
didn't last,
failing class
after class,
and watching my heart being
shattered just like glass,
so,
let's take things slow,
and let what we have,
continue to slowly grow.
in which a girl and a boy, decide not to fall in love too fast, but enjoy their process of understanding and learning to truly love each other.
Ismahanwrites May 2016
Poetry was all she talked about
and Poetry was all she was.
Ismahanwrites May 2016
It's sad how Old school Romance is failed to be Noticed in Our generation.
Ismahanwrites May 2016
I hide behind Late night Blues
To keep me Cool
Attempting to not do wrong
One Pen can heal the pain
As delusional I may seem
But, Poetry kept me safe
From doing myself wrong.
Writing can heal anything at any time you feel your not worth anything
Writing speaks to everyone that is dedicated to it
Ismahanwrites May 2016
His escape was Writing
All of the Massive disruption and Chaos that was happening in Our that he inspired me to be One.
          A Writer.
Ismahanwrites May 2016
She was Anti social
She hid herself through Writing
Poetry was all she talked about
She expressed her feelings through Art
It was poetry that made her Beautiful and
Different from the others.
Indeed
Poetry was all she was.
When writing is your best friend in your hard times and becomes your healer.
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