short poems

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I'm sad to think that the girl who loved cats and everything purple now lives in the core of me rotting away so I can live.

The me I used to know is so far I feel like she's just another stranger in the sea of people walking down the street.

School is my distraction. School gives me a reason to be awake. Reason to walk and be with people, without school I'd be collecting dust on my bed.

I wish I saw me like I saw others. I wish I could find every small bit of beauty. See every time I laughed and was happy. See my eyes grow large when I talk about my favorite subject. Want me to have a better life than I ever could. I just wish I could look in the mirror and see someone I knew was beautiful.
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Every star in the night sky could be devoured by the darkness, but instead it's shines so bright that even you can see it in the void.

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I wrote this a while ago but didn't post it so here it is now.

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