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My teddy bear
My companion
My friend

My teddy bear
Never tells me I"m wrong
Or criticize me in any way

You take away my fears
Calm me when I have bad dreams
You never laugh at or tease me

My teddy bear
I love you
 Jan 2019 Lily Barrett
alexa
you say you’re not a poet but
with a girl like that,
how could you speak
anything less than
the stars?
-a.c.b
 Jan 2019 Lily Barrett
Riz Mack
a poet who can't write
a dog that won't bite
a hill that can't climb
a clock with no time

an ist with no ism
undead but not risen
an endless schism
of self sedition and indecision

a two headed coin
a completely missed point
a light in the void
a limbless joint

Bo-Peep with no sheep
the shallowest deep
an unsailed sea
of dreamless sleep
while morrissey despairs in the background
 Jan 2019 Lily Barrett
Isabelle
15 Lifetime
if it takes the universe
a thousand years
for the super moon
my love, i could a wait
a million of lifetimes
just to be with you
1/15/19
 Jan 2019 Lily Barrett
Cj
So many lights
So many buildings
Very little trees and grass
So much pollution
Nothing is being done
To save us all
And sooner than later
We’re dead
Because we miss treated this beautiful planet
That gives us life
And for that
We **** it
And all other life in it
Like it’s a hobby
Like it’s fun
Like we’re in charge
NO
We aren’t
And I’m sorry future generations
For what we have done
We’ve slowly killed ourselves
With phones televisions
Drugs
I’ve learned this first hand
For I am having consequences
For what other people have done
For what people my age have done
For what other generations before me
Have done
And so I’m truly, from the bottom of my heart, sorry
And I need to make a difference so for anyone who sees this
Please help
Even if it’s picking up trash
Please do it
And save humanity
Please message me because I really wanna start something anything that can make a difference even if you are from the other side of the world, together we can make a difference!
She walks in silent misery
a prisoner to subconscious memories
trapped within this repeating reel
believing what is not real

Blaming herself for not being the cure
shaming herself for pain she’s endured
willpower cannot break The cycle
without cellular healing wounds recycle

Intergenerational trauma exists
without intervention suffering persists
family history has infected her DNA
genetically coded for a life of disarray

She longs to walk in silent peace
where suffering and misery cease
she believes the solution will be found
when her body is six feet underground
1/19/19
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