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8220;Give Thanks for a little and you will find a lot. What I like about Thanksgiving. Being with those who I care for the most. All of the good food that my grandma and mom makes. German chocolate cake and turkey. What I dislike about Thanksgiving. Awkward family situations that are going on.
Friday, May 15th, 2015. I did not come here because I wanted to. But because I needed it. I do not love her cause I need to. Why things diverge like this. And yet no one knows why. But you can hear it hiss. Some want to be heroes. But the ones that are zeros,. So take your silly filling,. And make all you can make. But for all those sleeping,. May you stay always awake. Friday, May 15th, 2015.
February 6, 2015- Free Write. 8220;I kissed the scars on her skin. Bring her back or take me with her. February 5, 2015- Free write. 8220;Have you ever really danced on the edge? February 4, 2015. The color of my hair,. The sky in mid-day,. The water on vacation week,.
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Monday, August 22, 2016. I need a place to hold my feelings. For all the times I feel sad. For the times I feel angry. For the moments that make me feel happiness. For all the anxiety that fills my lungs thicker than oxygen. A place that will relieve the stress. Rid myself of all sadness. And most importantly remind me of all the blessings my life has to hold.
Thursday, January 9, 2014. Its a poem for me. Its for the me who likes to be alone. For the me who secretly wishes she could beat box. Its for the DREAMER in me. Its for the me who writes in cursive. And for the part of me that has already fallen for Raoul.
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