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 Jun 2015 Lauren Leal
Destre'
"Ohana means family and family means nobody gets left behind, but if you wanna leave, you can, ill remember you tho. I remember everyone that leaves."  -lilo and stitch

When your little you think its just a movie but then your grow up and you watch it again and you relize its has so much more meaning behind it than you thought.  I mean its real lilo and stitch is about to sisters who lost thier parents and are just trying to get by when they adopt a 'dog' and everything goes wrong and lilo almost gets taken away.. thats deep.
Gets me everytime man
Poetry isn't about the words,
Or the emotions,
Or sounding beautiful,
Or looking smart,
Or knowing big words
Like ephemeral.
It isn't about alliteration
Or similes and metaphors.
Poetry is about what it doesn't say.
The silence between the words,
That's what matters.
They threw me from heaven
when the pearly white of my wings
Faded to ashen grey
and darkened further with my mind.

They say the white feathers mirror
an angel's purity and righteousness.
That my blacked feathers reflected
a rotting heart and malice in my mind.

But what righteousness is there
when one being decides
the everlasting fate of many?
What is right and what is wrong?

An angel with blackened feathers
is no longer welcome in paradise.
For once I understand,
There is no justice in faith.

The fallen shall remain fallen,
The disgraced angel shall not return,
But shall instead find the truth and
take comfort in knowledge no longer forbidden.
A man once loved her
She warned him to stay away.
She was a monster,
She liked to hurt.
She knew she would hurt him,
Because she couldn't understand
Why he would love her.
He grew sick of her self hatred,
He didn't want to see her scars.
She couldn't write love poetry for him,
Because she doesn't believe in love.
He gave up on her,
and she wrote more poems.
She looked more alive
dangling from the edge
than she ever had resting
in the lap of luxury.
Were we ever meant to live the ordinary life?
 Jun 2015 Lauren Leal
niamh
My pen exists
Between heaven and hell
And feels the pull of both.
Swinging like an undecided compass,
I never know what mood
Will govern it.
Which polar end will win today?
It taps the page like a metronome
And I wait with bated breath.
 Jun 2015 Lauren Leal
Haley G
The moment when you meet a person,
A kind light,
That moment when you meet a poet,
Who shines bright,
The moment when you meet this person,
All worries wash,
The inspiration,
Dedication,
That this poet has,
Outshines many who have tried.
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