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The school counselor wanted to know
Exactly what was it
I wanted to do with the rest of forever
Her kind blue eyes traveled my face
A..
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I traced your perfect face
As if I were a blind kid
Reading
lines of classical literature
On the freckled Braille of your skin
The ..
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Eyes, eyes, eyes
Christ, yours were so
hypnotic
I can’t forget the
way
those cold fingers trailed
the places
your tongue had
..
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I had to give this a teen rating due to some language.
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We had to write a "Where I'm From" poem for my Literature & Composition class. This is what I've managed to scrape together. Hope you enjoy!
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She cuts her hair
And dyes it black,
Hoping to give dear old dad
A heart attack.
She’s got a pretty little diamond
For each..
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You are beautiful.So, please, don't take offense, butI must confess,I'd much rather suffer fromAn ailment of the eyes thanTo ever see your lovely face..
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A woman that knows
Exactly what she wants
Will destroy anything
That stands in her way.
(Or, at least, I think
That’s how th..
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I tried to write a poetry poem
to express the the ways in which
I feel
but I’m am finding
words are getting
scribbled over cr..
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Tucking my head
Into pillows
To shield crying
Eyes
I say, "goodbye just
Isn't fair" and mama stands
With hands on hips and asks,..
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