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Ashlei Cottom Apr 2014
Why to you, do I seem so small?
Why do you seem to pat my head and walk away?
I have kept it in, but now I have a lot to say.
I don't buy this **** at all!

Things aren't what they seem,
You're not the only one with a dream!
I have feelings and a life too!
But does that matter to you?!

You step on me and pretend to care;
You throw this poor dog a bone and think it's enough.
But this is more than I can bear,
And I'm done dealing with your stuff!

When will you see that you matter to me?
But I won't be your toy.
Open your eyes, that's the key!
I'm taking back my joy.
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Ashlei Cottom Apr 2014
Eyes flitting,
Stomach churning,
Cheeks burning,
Quickly sitting

Ringing bell,
Cheeks aflame
Feels like hell,
Both the same

Hiding in the bathroom
Giving up so soon?
High school's filled with an alien race
Just please give me some space...

Now I've had quite a day
And for the next two years, I'll have to stay
But at least I'll look like I'm smiling to you...
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Ashlei Cottom Apr 2014
Spread your wings, little broken angel.
Spread your wings and shelter the hurting.
Forget the storm at your back,
Forget the beating on your arms,
Forget the world on your shoulders.

Root yourself.
Be a rock.
Be the one they need.

Worry not, little broken angel.
Be what you can.

Pull your pieces together,
Fill in the cracks.
Hold on.
Hold on for them.

Spread your wings, little angel.
Do what you can.
Spread your wings and shelter the hurting.
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Ashlei Cottom Apr 2014
Hush now,
Quiet down.
Don't make a sound.
Stand strong.

I know you want to scream and cry,
I know you want to shake your fist and scream
"God, why?!"
But you can't.

You must be strong.
You must give them something to hold on to.
You must be the rock,
You must brave the storm,
You must look strong, though you are worn.

So baby girl,
Don't you cry.
Take the pain and hold it all inside.
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Ashlei Cottom Apr 2014
A beautiful dark,
A piercing light,
A radiant sky,
I'm ready for flight.

Wings poised,
Hope in the air.
Moonbeams reflect in a beautiful glare,
Giving proof that the time is near.
Crouch down low so no one will know,
Careful now, we're going slow.
Bank left,
Wheel right,
Locked in a beautiful dance tonight

Grab my body and I'll anchor yours,
Stay with me on our celestial dance floor

As the fractured light of dawn begins,
So starts the eternity to pay for our sins.
We are the Fallen.
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