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  Feb 2016 m i a
Jaaxxx
She's my Valentine
My Samson's hair that I lose to fear
She's my  Valentine
That girl. She's my Achilles' heel

She's my Valentine
Skin's warmer than sunlight
cuddles in cold nights

She's my Valentine
Her lips are my favorite wine
She's my Valentine
Her words are my favorite lines

She's my Valentine
Her smile is my reason
to face all seasons

The world's spinning fast
but all is fine
as long as I have her because
She's my Valentine
I don't have a Valentine
m i a Feb 2016
**** the fakes,
like for goodness sake.
we're forced into a prison with
plastic dolls, who always go to the mall and fall for the sport guys who are as tall as the skies. //

forget about,
the girls who destroyed your world.
i doubt, i doubt, that they actually care. look at them as they flip they hair, talking about you 24/7; then smiling at you the next day asking if you were okay, as if they cared.//

ignore the,
teachers who continue to bring you down, and laugh as they watch you frown in the bleachers. instead smirk at them, and be a goal achiever, become sucessful and laugh quietly as you see shock come upon their faces.//

prove to them how strong you are,**
show them that you're as bright as a star
be yourself, read books from bookshelves, do whatever. but don't become a fake, or a doubter or a gossiper, always be true, and be you.//
i was in school and came up with this, not all of this applies to me; but it may be what someone is going through. <3
if only i had but three wishes,
for i would give up a million of them
to see you be truly and utterly happy for a day
  Feb 2016 m i a
Chloe Zafonte
I don't want to be here!
Take me somewhere nowhere near
I'll lose my mind and this time I'm sincere
  Feb 2016 m i a
Caroline E
When you look at me, you take my breath away

When you flash me a smile, you take my breath away

When you talk to me, you take my breath away

Even just your very presence is enough to take my breath away
  Feb 2016 m i a
Eriko
a boy,
a man
some guy,
on a street corner
maybe with
iridescent eyes
or another
in library corners
walking past
a girl, red lipstick
gleaming shoes
or short chopped hair
and a pair of leather boots
all of us, an evolving constellation
with connected stars
yet no means
to every truly
touch and
sing
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