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The words flow like blood The pen being the heart The paper the skin Once there was a girl Who knew the words of all But once they just disappeared... Makenzie do you still write poetry? Yeah! No... I haven't in a while... Makenzie do you have any ideas? Yeah! No, I haven't for a while.... *Hey Mak want to read this poem? Maybe write one with me?" Sure! No, I haven't wanted to write for a while.... Why are you crying? It's nothing No, I wanted to cry for a while... Why are you always so angry? Because I can be. I don't want to let you see the broken me... No, I am not always angry only for a while... What happened to the sweet Mak? She got killed a while ago. No, She just went and hid for a while.... Are you done being a b$$$h? I suppose. No, how else do I show how I feel? All these words wander around my head. No way to get free. FREE From the prison I trapped them in! NO WAY TO LEAVE! But the world is a mean place I just happened to adapt rather easily I bent into the perfect American! But wait one tiny flaw. I turned out to be a Witch! No seriously I love earth! Wiccans are not demons! What do you have to say? Quit being mean to your siblings. Why are you being nice all of a sudden? WHEN DID IT BECOME A CURSE? A curse that no matter what you do, Your family finds a flaw My fatal flaw was being born... OR at least they make it seem that way! So I will give my words the Freedom they deserve. I will write poetry yet again. I have made my choice and now I am thinking ahead.
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Mar 28, 2016
Mar 28, 2016 at 6:42 PM UTC
Freedom of words
The words flow like blood The pen being the heart The paper the skin Once there was a girl Who knew the words of all But once they just disappeared... Makenzie do you still write poetry? Yeah! No... I haven't in a while... Makenzie do you have any ideas? Yeah! No, I haven't for a while.... *Hey Mak want to read this poem? Maybe write one with me?" Sure! No, I haven't wanted to write for a while.... Why are you crying? It's nothing No, I wanted to cry for a while... Why are you always so angry? Because I can be. I don't want to let you see the broken me... No, I am not always angry only for a while... What happened to the sweet Mak? She got killed a while ago. No, She just went and hid for a while.... Are you done being a b$$$h? I suppose. No, how else do I show how I feel? All these words wander around my head. No way to get free. FREE From the prison I trapped them in! NO WAY TO LEAVE! But the world is a mean place I just happened to adapt rather easily I bent into the perfect American! But wait one tiny flaw. I turned out to be a Witch! No seriously I love earth! Wiccans are not demons! What do you have to say? Quit being mean to your siblings. Why are you being nice all of a sudden? WHEN DID IT BECOME A CURSE? A curse that no matter what you do, Your family finds a flaw My fatal flaw was being born... OR at least they make it seem that way! So I will give my words the Freedom they deserve. I will write poetry yet again. I have made my choice and now I am thinking ahead.
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23/Non-binary
Mar 28, 2016
Mar 28, 2016 at 6:42 PM UTC
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