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  Jan 2 Kaiden
Melanie Munoz
Sun you bring death
Yet I swim and I sweat
In the rays of you;
Bright yellow sun.

-Melanie Munoz
It didn't matter who he was, I was there for him.
  Jan 2 Kaiden
VinceV
I
No
Longer
Long
  Jan 2 Kaiden
dead poet
a ;
a .
a ?
some - – —
an ‘
some ( )
a ,
an _
a few ‘ ’ " "
the rare *
the gaping ...
some [ ]
some { }
some !!!
and a healthy :

there you go,
you can write a poem now.
  Jan 2 Kaiden
Ksenija Ostojić
she was 12,
of course no one believed her.
she was 12,
of course she was blamed.
she was 12,
of course she thinks its her fault.
she was 12,
of course they laughed at her when she opened up about it.
she was 12,
of course she thought it was love.
she was 12,
of course it was the clothes.
she was 12,
of course she couldn't press charges.
she was 12,
of course it still haunts her.
she was 12,
of course she's disgusted by her self.
she was 12,
of course she wasn't taken seriously.
she was 12.
  Jan 2 Kaiden
Kai
Im so sorry
I said I'd stop
I lied.
I said never again
I lied
I didn't mean to
I wasn't thinking
It was to much
Im sorry
Kaiden Jan 2
Art
The perspective of it changes as you age,
At first, art is just a picture,
Of a tree or a house.
Then it changes,
It morphs into words or images,
Hiding a slight meaning.
Before you even realize it,
People begin to be concerned about your art,
While some find comfort in it.
Art cannot be explained,
As the meaning lies in every artist's heart,
Whether they know it or not.
"Art should comfort the disturbed and disturb the comfortable"- Cesar A. Cruz
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