Category: Poetry
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Gracie Lechtenberg’s haikus (some aren’t haikus but we need it for the story)
Worm There is a pink wormIt crawls so so very slowI watch it slow crawl Bug There is a small bugIt flies up into the skyIt caused a black hole The Bug 2 I scream at the bugThe black hole grows ever biggerI am terrified The Bug 3 The bug is talkingIt is manically laughingHahahahaha…
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Outline of a crush
I’m only in eighth grade, yet this feeling is already so clear.I recognize him by his golden hair and the sound of his pure laugh.I notice when he’s anxious by the way his leg bounces,or how focused he gets while drawing funny sketches of his friends.Others might catch my eye, but they’re never him.When I’m…
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Friends
friends can be fun or not.you tie my heart into a knotmy heart is tied my eyelids heavyyou truly left me feeling unsteady
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The morning Check
I wake up and my feet hit the carpet.It’s thick and quiet, hiding the soundas I drag the scale out from its hiding place.I stand on the cold square,waiting for the digital blink to tell me if I’m allowed to feel okay today.Then I move to the long mirror.I turn to the side, looking for…
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A Terrible Morning
The morning light broke sharp and cold,Upon a silver tray,The bride looked in the mirror’s lensAnd watched her youth decay.Her corset held a breathless gasp,Her veil a silken sheet,She stumbled through the gravel pathOn unaccustomed feet.The cousins whispered in the pewsWith synchronized disdain,While heavy layers of foundationMasked her growing pain.She did not smile for cameras…
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Bjorn’s Forehead
Bjorns forehead is very scaryit’s not very hairyplease help with the glareBjorn please grow some hairplease find something to wearBjorns forehead is big and shinyit looks very slimybjorn please clean your forehead
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The girl in the crowd
The girl in the crowdThere is always a Lacy.She is the girl at the mall with the waist I wish was mine,the one in the hallway whose makeup is a seamless blur of color,looking like she was made of angel dust and lightwhile I feel like I’m made of something heavy and wrong.She is the…
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Wake
why should I wakejust for classI’d rather stay home and bakemy test surely wont pass my mom wont let me skipI feel the painthe ache in my hipwalk to the bus in rain my head more tiredmy legs so sore bouta get firedmy brain is so pore why shall I go to schooljust to be…
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Alone
I sit alonein my cornercold to the bonemy own mourner the people file bylike fish in a streamthey don’t hear me crythey only hear the scream they only carewhen its too lateonly disparewhen I’ve past the date for I’m always alonesoaking in past criesthey said they would atoneboy oh boy did they lie they say…
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I've written 33.3333 (three continuing) % percent of the post thingeries here.
Guess what, Emma? You can just write whatever u want and then it gets approved even if it is GAUR…