Intricacy
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Poems that I wrote when I was in Seventh grade. The most excruciating time in life. When changes occur in almost every aspect of living. You lose some friends but gain new ones, bodily changes occur, and people start changing. You try to find out who exactly you are, but you can't as you don't have much experience of being an adult. Although you're not an adult, you're not a kid either. You're in between, a teenager. This book is a collection of my lousy teenage thoughts molded into short sweet poems. All the intricate, complex, and unusual thoughts I had as a thirteen-year-old. (Contains poems also from other school years, not only 7th)
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So who will it be for this hopelessly unromantic girl? The brooding best friend? Or the young and unquestionably attractive substitute teacher? They say every person is worth the potential heartbreak of relationships not working out. That's why people still take that leap. But not me. Never been kissed, never had a boyfriend-I was pretty convinced by now that I was one of those mega-rare exceptions to the rule; the unlucky sap was just not worth the risk. And I'm totally fine with that. Romance and heartbreak? Not worth the hype in my book. Until life decided to get all snarky on me. "Fooled you, idiot! You'll get your love story...just not at all how you wanted it." Before I know it, I'm swept up in romantic turmoil more dramatic than anything my wildest playwright fantasies could dream up. Getting these very real, very adult feelings for the first time is bloomin' confusing. Lines will blur, tough choices will be made, and hearts will be deliciously broken. So who will it be for this once-hopelessly unromantic girl? My brooding best friend? Or my young substitute teacher?

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