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Maja Mar 2020
Like a candle, small
fragile, easy to blow out

with a set time to burn
always flickering about

like a candle,
we live like the light;

we burn short,
but we burn bright.
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Àŧùl Mar 2020
I'm same as you, Atul.
We're made of the same matrix.
I often stand out of my body & think so.
My HP Poem #1833
©Atul Kaushal
Amanda Kay Burke Feb 2020
One day
Bitter change
Slowing down circumstances
Under the sun the ground is quaking
I should not open the door
We're on the edge of the sea
Summer sensation
Secrets always surface where the light hits the sand
Set your sights without asking
Shooting stars beyond the landscape of your inner life
Day 26: flip through a magazine and cut out words or phrases that inspire you then use them to make a poem
Patterson Feb 2020
I am still me.

Still me.

I want to shout it from the highest places, just so that you can hear it and understand. Hear it and believe it. Hear it and trust me.

Still me.

Because that girl who dug around your garden and nearly ate night shade berries still exists. The one who crawled around on the carpets, playing with toy cars, she's still here. The child who sat cross-legged on the counter tops licking icing off her fingers is still alive.

She's still in here. Waiting for the day she sees the entire world. Pretending that she can fly even when the world has clipped her wings time and time again. Watching rain streak down the windows, admiring the ladies who traipse around in Victorian dresses when we watch those films you love.

She still awws at every sweet thing she stumbles across. And still hopes against all hope that she will live in an ancient forest. Who still adores Joan of Arc and loves to read poetry out loud.

Still me.

Still over watering plants because I have no idea when to stop giving.

Still up in the middle of the night dreaming.

Still singing.

Still here.

Still me.

That simple truth shouldn't change your opinion of me. Because it doesn't change who I am.
I came out to my mother in a bit of a reckless streak. Mostly because I didn't want to keep the girl I like a secret. And well, my mother wasn't very happy about it.
I still have to convince her that I'm still human. But now that she's had a week, it's starting to get better.
Ashlyn Yoshida Feb 2020
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I don't belong here.
get them out
Kayla Feb 2020
I am gay
There I said it
Now the world can know
I don't have to hide in this dark closet anymore
I can be out and proud
Let me scream it from the rooftops and scream it from the hills
But wait they didn't tell me
About the hate and pain I will endure
About the homophobic comments
But this is who I am
I am gay
So I will yell it from the rooftops
And I will yell it from the mountains
I am gay
And I am proud to be me
Mrs Timetable Feb 2020
Running away from yourself

Shows you have the strength to run

And it’s ok to run away for a while

Just make sure you come back
We all experience this at times. Don’t be too ******* yourself or anyone else for that matter.
ro Feb 2020
you looked sad,
when you saw me cry,
you wiped my tears.

now tell me,
what would you do,
if you found out.

the tears in my eyes,
screamed your name,
loud and clear.
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