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Often,
I feel like,
I am a door,
For people to go through,
To get better off than me.
This has been the only one of these I've done where the lines count perfectly without any effort, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6.
Do not count,
On me if you can,
Not save yourself from,
Terrors you made up.

Don't try and trick me, I am not somebody to be moved,
Over or aside because you're addicted to attention.

Think about,
How your actions might affect me for once, after all,
I am your crush,
So maybe if you want me, you should care what I want.

After all the rest of your options are,
Gone they all walked away, maybe I should too,
And then you couldn't keep,
Instigating me into doing something,
Not as loving as it should be.
I'm in love with acrostics, what can I say. They are very fun.
It takes an awful lot,
To know awfully little.
But I'll give up years,
If it means seeing you smile,
For real this time.
They smile like the brink of dawn. I love it.
Why won't it let me,
Follow more than 38 people?
Am I not aloud,
To enjoy more than,
38 artists?
Seems silly.
I don't know if this is a glitch or there is a genuine limit. If you've followed me and I haven't followed you back, know that I want to, I just literally can't.
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I love how this looks. It took awhile though.
I f,
I h@d
Soup-er powerz
U stuh-ill
Would no notice me.
At this point of the night, these are just what comes out of my brain, I hope anyone who's still awake is having a good evening. :)
I long for the ocean,
I long for the sea.
I long for the stars,
I long for the noise of passing cars.
Tonight there's a million places I'd rather be. But if I was in even one of those places, I'd miss the feeling of missing it. That's how you know you love something, when you can't bear to be without it.
Explain to me how,
Going behind my back,
Is not betraying my trust.
It's been a long day. I hope it's been good to everyone.
This will be,
My One Hundredth poem,
That I post on here.

I never thought,
That I'd have the confidence,
Or support, to get here.
Thank you for all your positivity everybody, posting here has become the highlight of my days. <3
Latin is a beautiful language,
But it confuses me.
Ignis significat aquam.
I think I have to learn Latin.
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