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 Apr 2019 stargazer
gabi
costumes
 Apr 2019 stargazer
gabi
i saw
the short reaches of the fabric
revealing the honey slopes of skin
and i try to fight down the blush
before anyone sees
for blood is a powerful thing
and we do not want anh shed
simply because i am a daughter
of sappho
so my face goes in my hands
and when they ask why your dance was my favorite
i say
i liked the costumes
hggg im a gay ***** and this happened in the pep rally today
 Mar 2019 stargazer
levi eden r
it started slow.
we said hi to each other when we walked into class.
then we started greeting each other outside of class.
one day, we talked about music and i started to notice the softness in your voice.
another day, we stood next to each other and joked about putting laxatives in the school water,
the laughter and agreement that filled the air felt fresh and new,
this day i noticed how beautiful his smile was when he laughed along with me.
eventually, when i walked into class,
you got out of your seat and walked across the classroom to simply tell me
good morning.
that's when it started picking up.
time felt warped and even stopped those few minutes i talked to you every morning.
today, you moved from your seat and sat next to me.
i hid my hands under the table,
i didn't want you to see them shake.
i tried not to look at you when you talked to me,
only looking your way when your eyes were averted and focused on your paper.
we shared earbuds today, you showed me Dio but i couldn't listen to it because i was too focused on the way your head moved to the guitar riffs.
when class ended, you asked for my phone number, you held your phone out with one hand and i accepted it with two.
my shaking hands held the phone as i punched in my number,
2.....1.....4.......4.....1...4..............it was torture,
i prayed that you wouldn't notice my hands.
cheers to new found butterflies.
 Mar 2019 stargazer
b e mccomb
i dread the day you learn
for the first time that
you can't just love all
the darkness in me away

and no matter how much
you care i will still toss
and turn at night and scars
might still appear on my skin

i dread the day you realize
that you can't cure me
and sometimes all you can do
is stand next to me and
hold my hand through fog
pouring out of my ears so black
and thick we can't even see
each other's faces

i dread the days i can't
get out of bed
the days you want to
take me out and all
i can manage is a prettified
shell of myself

i dread the day you learn
that sometimes no matter
how hard i try i still can't
pull myself together

the day you learn that
there isn't an answer
you can give that will
save me from my fears

you aren't the first person
who has tried to love the
darkness inside away
my family and friends
have given it their all
but someday you too will learn
that if love could
cure mental illness
the world would be
a much better place
copyright 8/6/18 b. e. mccomb
 Mar 2019 stargazer
Sara Leal
To: You
From: Me

Open this letter when you're craving for me to be by your side~
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It doesn't matter where you're, or where you think you're, I'm always here with you, writing, loving, giving you my support in everything I can. I know it's hard sometimes, when you want to hold me at night, or when you want a hug after going through some rough moments, when you want to cry on my shoulder, or when you just want to feel my hand holding yours. I know it's hard. And sometimes the word hard is not even enough to describe it. It is the same for me as well, I feel it inside of me, all that pain you have, I mean how couldn't I? How could I not feel anything? I do feel it, Love I do know what it takes to handle it, I do know you. And I know you can do it, you know that. You know as well that while I'm alive, I'll stay with you, I'll write for you, I'll love you. I'm here. Just wait for me.
                                                 
         ­                                         Sara Leal
                                                           ­                                      08/02/18
The fourth one out of some. A new series of letters dedicated to you. I hope you feel it like I did.
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