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Just kiss the girl.
I see you stare deep into her warm, blue eyes
and watch you lower your eyes to her lips.
I know in your mind your hands are aro..
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Spur of inspiration,
the words escape my mind.
Instead of landing on paper,
they flutter right on by.
So many great poems,
that I could have w..
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Silence, all around me.
Darkness, is all I see.
Thinking, wondering, crying.
Tired of all the games, all the lying.
What did I ever do to love,
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Dream-
life's what you make it,
Reach for your goals-
Shoot for the stars,
walk the extra mile,
and don't let the perfect
oppurtunity escape y..
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My name's Kayla, but there are many other words that can describe me.I am an individual; a dreamer. I'm unique, interesting, different.Myself. I'm a l..
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Is it worth it?
Should I let you read this?
The thoughts inside my head,
are the feelings escaping my heart.
Theres something about you,
that to..
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Anarchist? Yes. Why? I understand over 90% of our laws are created to protect us. So, I'm Not neccisarily"Against" those laws, but, i just think gover..
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You're just getting what you deserve.controlled, manipulated.By the b***h who took my place.You're just getting what karma's got in store.but it's onl..
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Poetry; the window to ones soul.
Music; what makes one whole.
Hate; something we don't like to have, but give.
Love; something we all need in ord..
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Hot sunny days,
muggy starry nights.
In the state of Georgia,
this is everyday life.
Five minutes outside can
mean thirty mesquito bites.
Ever..
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