To My Friends
Break me like my heart
I'm your punching bag
Keep tearing me apart
When I've done nothing bad
I tell my mom I'm scared
Though there's nothing she can do
You're laughing in my nightmares
While I smile back at you
To all the ones like me
Think of me when you're alone
When they laugh at you who's crying
I'll hold your hand back home
Lara Houssami
9-5-2020
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Nephophilia
Poetry'Nephophilia' is the love for clouds. Clouds may seem ordinary for some people, but they aren't ordinary at all for me, and it is obvious for most of my poems have mentions of clouds in them.
