Lydia
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We Run Wild.A Poem by LydiaFreedom is the feeling of grass beneath her feet With the blue sky the same shade as her eyes And it’s not much of a surprise: I’.. |
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A World.A Poem by LydiaA world of exploration Lies right outside the window In the branches of a hazel tree. A world of wondrous question Stands right outside the door.. |
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Dear Mom and Dad,A Poem by LydiaIf you told me what you wanted to hear, Well I’d be glad to say it. If you told me what you wanted from me, Well I’d be glad to do it.. |
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Wild Fire.A Poem by LydiaOld flames quickly develop into wild fires. |
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JennyA Story by LydiaThe Supremacists had been taken out of power nearly half a century before I took my first breath. The world everyone knew now attempted to be fair, an.. |
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Sunrise Sets.A Poem by LydiaSunrise over the highway As my eyes follow the telephone lines. Clouds are breaking and The sun is almost peeking Past the leafless trees. Du.. |
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Drowning.A Poem by LydiaYou don't know me, And I doubt you ever did Your questions have no end; Salty cheeks and runny makeup Are all you'll ever see I think you're enjo.. |
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I hate Robert FrostA Poem by LydiaI wrote this in tenth grade for an assignment in english class. Originally titled "Mighty Maple". |
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Sight.A Poem by LydiaI'm walking on eggshells, And drifting through thumbnails Am I full price or on sale, Or nothing at all After giving it all, Or am I just nothing.. |
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Knots.A Poem by LydiaI can guarantee I'll miss you more Than you'll miss me You've got plenty of girls and plenty of friends But I've only got loose ends and nobody .. |
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