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I am
Only a shell
Of who I was

But when I look at him
Though I hate him
Something
Sparks

A spark ignites my soul
And my walls come crashing down
Though I've built them as high as they'll go
This impossibility becomes a reality
Too many tears fall down her cheeks
like raindrops sliding down a window
she cries but no one hears her
she thinks no one gives a **** about her
She falls on her bed and wipes her face
she wants the pain to stop
she feels the pressure upon her chest
and she just wants it to stop
Nothing matters to her anymore
not since her brother died
school, friends, life in general
were all replaced by thoughts of suicide
She hasn’t eaten in a week
she has no appetite
she’s sick but she doesn’t care
she’s so sick of living life
Without a thought of what she’s doing
she grabs the chair from her desk
she looks to the ceiling says her brothers name then whispers “God I’m next”
she puts the rope around her neck
and takes her last breath
a picture of her and her brother slips from her hand
as she hangs herself to death
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders
WRITTEN ON: March. 2, 2011 Wednesday 11:50 A.M.
There's this boy
Of course there is
This is how it starts

Your eyes meet
Something changes in his face
Something you just can't place
Something special and new

You say you don't deserve him
When you do more than you know

So dear Marie
Listen to me when I say
You  deserve to be happy
In every way
For my dear friend Marie
Success can't sustain happiness

Failure can't sustain misery

Why bother!
Love not absence makes the heart grow fonder
Today we have no doubt that this distant closeness
Between a Southside girl and a Northside boy, though
Scattered by the winds in our banking crisis, that
Brought them closer, though far away showed
Us all that they were made for each other.

Love not distance in those three thousand miles
Brought us together in the city that never sleeps
You my Southside girl and I your Northside boy
Together our challenge is an opportunity for life
That shows nothing will ever do us any harm
And that we were made for each other.

Love not closeness won my candlelight bid
For your hand in marriage today as our hearts
Were the willing victims of bold Cupid’s arrows
So I am proud to say we stand as one, proclaiming
What our families and friends already know that
You were made for me and I was made for you.
 May 2015 Laura Withers
K
S P A C E
 May 2015 Laura Withers
K
Today,
We                                                     are                                                             like
                       these                                                     words
apart                                              discrete­                                                   isolated

and the only thing that we can bring each other back
is to eliminate the spaces in between.
Oh save me my angel,
From this mad insanity.

Oh save me my angel,
I don't like him the way he does me.

Everyone pressures us together and he doesn't mind,
I can't let my friends down it would not be kind.

I do not love him the way he does me,
I love him like a brother,
Not a lover,
As he does me.

Every time I try to secretly turn him down,
He just comes back around,
Paining me at the sight of him.

Oh my angel save me,
From the pain in his eyes that I see.

Oh my angel save me,
Hurting him makes me unable to breathe.

My angel,
My angel,
Wipe the tears that I shed.

My angel,
My angel,
**** his love that's been bred.

My angel,
Please save me,
From this torturous misery.
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