Category: Writing Desk

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  YOUTH

  Please don’t grow up, Little girl. Don’t forget about Your tutus and Fairy wands And tiaras And hopes of Prince… Read more.

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  SONG

  The wind whipped my hair. The car flew down a hill; I closed my eyes. The driver flipped the radio… Read more.

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  GILDED

  We’re just some gilded butterflies Holding hands and hugging lies The things we build our life upon Are here one… Read more.

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  POWERFUL

  – Questions are powerful. – I remember a long time ago, When the world was just beginning to collapse into… Read more.

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  INK

  Little writer, why do you write? Making fake stories out of all in sight. That piece of paper is not… Read more.

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  PROMISE

  i’m on a precipice like an eagle with a broken wing i overlook an empty nothingness i can hardly see… Read more.

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  SCARS

  We’ve all got scars Miles deep; Secrets that We all keep. We are stars In the sky Falling down From… Read more.

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  FIGHT

  I’m not gonna fight no more Just tell the boss, I quit, make war. I’ve fought too hard for things… Read more.

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  WATERPROOF

  Is says on the packaging That my mascara is “Waterproof.” But it isn’t. As I cry My tears scrape up… Read more.

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  SOCK

  Just a Dumb, gray polka-dot sock– Alone, without a match. Unraveled and dirty, I sit, unworn. Unloved. Unmatched, Under a… Read more.