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  Jun 13, 2017
Hayleigh
Once the pen reaches the paper
I am home.
  Jun 12, 2017
Sandoval
I was not born a

poet.

I was broken into

one.


*Sandoval
  Jun 08, 2017
Ashley Black
Sure
It's easy to see broken clocks
aren't ticking
but I prefer broken people
Clocks get stuck
in their last instant
At least people keep on living
  Jun 07, 2017
Antionicia
Just like your handwriting
Youโ€™re a mess
You hide yourself
By cunning words
Trying to disguise how you really feel
But thatโ€™s okay
I see right through the facade
You are the type of guy
Who sometimes cries alone
In his room
The type of guy
Who teases and messes with girls
Making them feel awful
Because itโ€™s hard to express how you really feel
You are the type of guy
Who never shows his inner thoughts
You donโ€™t believe anyone will understand
The chaos in your mind
But thatโ€™s okay
I see right through it
I am the type of girl
Whoโ€™s willing to put
My heart out there
However
You are the type of guy
Who never sees
A girl like me.
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