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#YWHH #youngwritershousehols Mirror,Mirror, when I look in you, This is what I see, a shy, small, Not-important-at-all, Untalented me. Mirror, Mirror when you look at me, What do YOU see, too.
Two hundred And thirty-seven Days and Four thousand Five hundred And ninety-five Miles Separate us.
When I have to go to school. I always get really mad. Because I can't continue reading your work. Of which every piece is fab. There's so many poems. Blogs and jokes. So I have to wait till later.
A relationship is like a rose, how long it lasts no one knows. Love can erase an awful past, love can be yours, you'll see at last. To feel that love, it makes you sigh.
Alas another encounter. Maybe I should hang a sign on my door ~ creepy crawlies enter... It so isn't fair, I've had my share. It's time to move on, pack your bags be gone.
As I lay alone in my bed, Endless thoughts Run through my head. I want to scream. I need my rest, I long to dream. Eyelids won't even droop. My brain is running An endless loop.
My lips are sealed I cannot speak My inspiration has gone, Should I admit defeat.
I am nowhere but I am somewhere. Imprisoned inside my mind dealing with great care. Every little detail of my life. Until stuff becomes too much and out come the knife. Cutting my skin.
Light the night Don't be afraid to try It'll be alright Light the night Don't be insecure But I'll hold you tight I'll set the stars in the sky, Place 'em in your eyes.
School. Certainly isn't cool. Some things you like. Some you hate. Wake up at six. But you're still always late. School. I'm sick of hearing it. "oh look it's nerd girl and the nerd herd". School.
A little piece of magic is all you need today To help you and to guide you upon your happy way Where do you find this treasure I hear you softly ask Do I find it in a box or in an ancient grubby...
Wind chimes, silver tide,. Midnight cat there by your side,. The iris, onyx, tearing, scattered,. Escape, this time, is not so hard,. Your faithful friend, a nuzzling heat,.
Back to school. It seems so cruel. We have to go back. And obey every rule. Back to school. It's seems so mean. Summer holidays gone and been. Back to school. Uniform all new. Only black shoe.
Okay, but since when. Since when did I fall as quick as a rock Into the pit that trapped me in And choked me and gagged me And kicked me as I fought it. Tried to punch it Tried to stop it.
My love for Opuss is waning And yet I don't know why I still love words and books, stories Yet there's an emptiness inside And so I find myself detaching from The rope from Opuss to me As it grows...
Since we fell out of love... I've got through so many books. I've learnt the rules of football. I've learnt how to cook. Since we fell out of love...
...a secret, Hiding, waiting, on your lips, A hidden truth, love, lie, Eating you from inside out, Watching you slowly die...
I'm here to write. Something from the heart. The words must be perfect. Writing is an art. I'm here to write. And learn from others. To get inspiration from you all. Kids, dads, or mothers.
Like music You hit me note by note. Touch me, Cover me like a coat. Whenever I see you, I try to dress to the nines. But you say, A hoodie would be just fine.
Whenever I sit on my own for a while, I think of your face, your eyes and your smile, Though alone, I'm not lonely, Though silent, not moping, Just silently thinking about you, And hoping, That the...
#wonder #household @taylergoatier -yup. Once again a song...
She'd take me to the park, She'd read to me at night. She'd hold me in the dark, She'd turn off my light. She'd walk me to school, She'd tell me a story.
If I had one wishy. I'd give you all a kissy. I wish I had you here. A kiss I'd plant if near. A friend you all are. I love from afar. It may sound kinda silly. Me being a silly billy.
Lying on my death bed, Your face is all I see, The only thing worth living for, The only one I need.