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 May 2013 Mercy B
Simpleton
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 May 2013 Mercy B
Simpleton
Stare at the sky
Wish I could fly
Tourist the moon
Play tag with the stars until noon
 May 2013 Mercy B
Redshift
god is supposed to change things
make things better
if we ask
i have been asking
for a long time
nothing is better
but i'm still sure
you're up there
what are you thinking
 May 2013 Mercy B
Redshift
running away
is a good idea
finding a town
i can die in
quietly
here it would be too loud
everyone would hear
i will make up my own town
to die in
so no one
can get in
 May 2013 Mercy B
Redshift
will you come with me
come make believe with me
come make believe that we
are happy.

paint a smile
like a clown
paint a smile
cover your frown
paint a smile
on your lips
paint smiley faces
on dead crypts.

arrange my limbs
any way you please
bend my elbows
straighten my knees
make me
happy.

you must come with me
come make me happy
you will see
you will believe
me
you'll be
better
lies make you
better
i
should
know
i put on
a great show.
my mother wants a circus act but all i ever wanted was a lake dream
The perfect child I used to be went to play one day.
she went down this road so very slow,
and ran into a tree.
She woke up later in a strangers house
sitting by the christmas tree.
Oh the fire, Oh the horror, oh what happened to me.?
The pretty little dress around her waist Didn't cover much
Just the nessesities.
her hands were bound behind her back
oh what happened to me?
Just then a man came to her.
  "oh darling Don't worry, Don't worry I am not that mean."
he said oh so quietly. to me.
he gave me some water and I fell asleep
I wake to him ******* me Oh, what happened to me?
I couldn't see
I couldn't move
I could only feal what was happening to me
Hours it felt so painful to me, My heart was broken in three.
my body went numb so slowly I could't breath,
Slowly so, so slowly something trickled down me,
Oh. whats happening to me?.
Just when I thaught it couldn't get worse he whispered so quietly to me.
"I've opened your'e eyes so look close although you have none have fun with my son"
and he left me with his son ,
he hit me. he bit me. and oh so more
                  Then I heard a click and he cut me so very slowly
                   all over me he slid the knife, Intill everything went black and I died.
written   by  savannah    rawdon  just  turned   *twelve
Follow those dreams,
           Make real no sceams.
sit and think be you don't blink,
Aim the beam and make the team make us cheer and make us scream.
get out get livin get fame get drivin,
Feal that fire and get that heat,
Now you rule you cant be beat
Your'e on top they say you cheat,
Pass the test my points will meet.
      I'm the **** nd I'm still stunnin you just quit You're ***** is runnin
that was fun well while it last your'e girl is trippin might needa cast,,
Like a bee sting on my *** you a pain thats in the past, gave me lip nd watched ya dip
I'll take a nap right in this bed all these words stream through my head what you said led to this rap
I'll wake up and get a clap ;)

Jessica   *Applegate
they might even glow ,
glossy and slow
                  they  sure will all  know. and point you to blame,
the roach coach came and taught you the game.
lend me your lighter to make this flame brighter
heat up this fire and help you get higher,
you're mouth's a bit sticky I bet it taste's icky,
doe's it look white?.  you'll sure be alright .,
nick name to the cotton dry mouth tastes like rotton,.
awh, don't say where you bought it or how you got it.
I will be busted and you,
just untrusted.....

jessica     *applegate
 May 2013 Mercy B
Redshift
i found the poetry site
my little 15 year old sister is on
i hate reading her poetry
because it reminds me
how wrongly
she sees
everything
today she wrote a poem
about last night
when i saw one of her paintings
i knew exactly what it was about
but said nothing
she lied to me
then in her poem
wrote me
like a filthy
angry
wrong
sister
who misunderstands
art
oh,
sister
if that is so,
you and i
are the same.
 May 2013 Mercy B
Nick Durbin
Muddled endings,
Eliminated by overwhelming intrigue -
Bridge disparities between depression and happiness,
Giving guidance and allowance for virtuous new begninnings.
Inspired by Into the Wild, my friends Angel and Lacus Crystalthorn.
 May 2013 Mercy B
danica chapman
its so much easier for us to sit here and pretend that we dont need one another
or that the waves dont crash against the shore
or that the moon doesnt rise at night
isnt it?
but
the waves do crash against the shore
and the moon does rise at night
and its inevitable that we need each other
like the shore needs the touch of the waves
and how the empty sky needs the light of the moon
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