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 Feb 2019 Moma dukes
Mya
Arrows
 Feb 2019 Moma dukes
Mya
W                               |\
   O                            |   \
      R   are like arrows|  /
   D                            |/
S  
             
    / They   \/  pierce \
     \ Through your     /
       \       Hear       /
     With every word
       Your heart brakes
             A little bit more
 Feb 2019 Moma dukes
Mya
Running
 Feb 2019 Moma dukes
Mya
I am constantly
Running from myself
But I am running out of places to go
If I lose myself
I'll lose it all
Everything
 Feb 2019 Moma dukes
Mya
My LIght
 Feb 2019 Moma dukes
Mya
You make me happy
I felt like I've been sitting in the cold
Dark corner
All alone
Until you came and said
"Hi"
To me
 Feb 2019 Moma dukes
Mya
Survive
 Feb 2019 Moma dukes
Mya
Sunrises are beautiful
a beautiful beginning of a new day
but sunsets are even better
and it shows that you have survived the entire day
without dieing
 Feb 2019 Moma dukes
Mya
Romeos Vows
 Feb 2019 Moma dukes
Mya
Modern-day English

My promise to you is always to love,
I will endure quietly until the end.
You are like an elegant pure white dove,
I will be your lover and your best friend.
I will listen until tomorrows,
I will fight and I will always treasure.
You are as beautiful as a red rose,
It will be just me and you forever.
I will walk beside you hand in hand,
I will tend to you when you're in sorrow.
Cause you are my percussion to my band,
I’ll build you up from here until tomorrow.
I love your heart, your soul, and your singing,
Because you’re my favorite human being.

Shakespearean

My Promise to you is always to love,
I shall endure anything until the end.
you are like an elegant pure white dove,
I shall be thy lover and thy bestest friend.

I shall listen from here to the tomorrows,
I shall protect you and I shall cherish your treasure.
thou art as quite beautiful as a red rose,
It will be just me and thee forever.

I shall walk beside you hand in hand,
I shall tend to you even if you are in sorrow.
Cause you are my percussion to my band,
I’ll build you up from here until tomorrow.

I love thy heart, thy soul, and thy singing,
because you’re my own favorite human being
Here are Romeos vows to Juliet in modern day English and Shakespearean. this is a Shakespearean sonnet.
 Feb 2019 Moma dukes
Mya
warm life
 Feb 2019 Moma dukes
Mya
I dream of the things I want to happen
but I wake up in my own bed with my dog at my side
with her warmth
the cold air in my room does not stand a chance
I wish I could take her with me everywhere
she makes me smile and laugh

outside it is cold and there are high drifts of snow
but she playfully runs around and through them
if I slip and fall on the ice she won't laugh at me but she would look at me then continue doing her own thing
even though she may not know my bottom hurts
she definitely knows that her being there makes it feel like the world loves me more than anyone

she makes the cold feel warm
I dont want her to leave me
and if she does
I'll have to live like she is still there
 Feb 2019 Moma dukes
Mya
The Monster
 Feb 2019 Moma dukes
Mya
He hides in my closet
he has a scary look
with ridged nails
and pointy sharp white teeth

But he is shy and doesn't come out
till nightfall
when no one can see him
because he is insecure
and he doesn't want to be made fun of
by the other monsters who wander around

Every time I hear him come out
he is humming a tune
I would softly request him to sing
because I cannot sleep
when he would open his mouth

Wonderful words would come out
sounding excellently in tune
even though there was no background music
in my head, his singing sounded like a symphony
was playing the most lovely melody

If I could I would stay up all night
till dawn
when he would retreat back into the closet
I would listen to him all night

But as he sings
the melody floods me
and my eyes can not stay open
as I slip into a deep slumber
I would still hear him singing

When I wake up
my room is soundless
I would look in my closet to see if he is there
but he is hidden
where I cannot find him
When I was a kid I
Didn’t understand
Why people
Would beg to leave this place.

They would call it boring,
And ugly
And terrible.

It was only until now that
I understand.
It wasn’t the place,
It was the people.

This world we live in
Offers such beauty
But it’s often the people
That make it ugly.
I do not own this.
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