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Mikayla Wambet Oct 2014
The perfect boy.
Always at your side,
Comforting you as you cry.

He'd listen to your boring stories
But never would complain.

He wouldn't let your heart be broken
By ruthless "friends" and enemies,
All because he loves you.

So when you meet your perfect boy,
Dont let him leave.
For there are very few
Who will love you as he wil.
Idk......
Mikayla Wambet Sep 2014
The shell I found on the shore
has a spatkle in its core.
It glitters and gleams from dawn to dusk,
and gives me hope when I'm out of luck.

All my friends say it's horrid and plain,
They look at my face only to complain,
About having a shell lacking beauty,
And every night i'd cry in fury.

So one day I decided to break my best friend.
From the start i could see, it was hard to do,
for no matter how hard i hurled it to the ground,
There was no shattering sound

I threw it far,
yet it had no scar.
i threw it away,
and id find it on my tray

I looked inside only to find,
the same glitter that gave me hope so many a time.
I knew what i did was wrong,
suddenly all my rage disappeared
and hope filled my soul.

The shell i found on the shore,
Has a small sparkle in its core.
It glitters and gleams from dawn to dusk
and gives me hope when im out of luck
Poem i write a couple years ago for school
Mikayla Wambet Sep 2014
I stood there, waiting
But nothing came

I called out through town
no answer came back

I looked through each block
not a footstep to be seen

I sat down and cried.
no hand came to comfort me

As i look around now, i realize
no one can save me from the hell inside
Just sometjin i thought up. It *****

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