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 Jan 2015 Mile Conde
axr
Raindrops felt like razors on their skin
She looked at him with eyes filled with tears
His gaze fixed at her
He leaned to give her another kiss
A kiss which sparked a lie she would live.
 Jan 2015 Mile Conde
Holly
I have 2 best friends.
Ones name is Haliea.
She is one of the most amazing friends!
She is beautiful. (Even though  she denies it.)
She is shy. sometimes.... hah
Shes a little insecure.
(I'm trying to help her stop being insecure.)

The other ones name is Tierane.
Shes amazing, funny, and beautiful!
She is a amazing friend!
She is NEVER shy. haha

And they are ALWAYS gonna be in one spot.

MY BEST FRIENDS!
 Jan 2015 Mile Conde
Holly
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 Jan 2015 Mile Conde
Holly
.
Why should i care?
You  sat there and let me hurt.
You didnt do anything.
You treat me like ****.
Obviously.
You have never cared.
And still.
You act like your a friend?
Well your not loyal.
Even though i still have some of feelings for you.
I don't want anything to  do with you...
 Jan 2015 Mile Conde
Livia
Skin is just a
Color

Age is just a
Number

Girls are just
Human

Religious people are just
Believers

Oh why do we discriminate?
Why won't we let these people come in?

Is it because we are afraid?
Or are we just bad people?

Everyone and everything
Is on one planet

Be happy you're alive
And let everyone in
No discrimination!
I forgive you for everything,
Even the fact that you can't forgive me.
Love conquers all
 Jan 2015 Mile Conde
Holly
Falling.
 Jan 2015 Mile Conde
Holly
Falling in love
Is like jumping off
A really tall building,
Your brain tells you
Its not a good idea,
But your heart
Tells you,
You can fly.
 Jan 2015 Mile Conde
Holly
Ocean
 Jan 2015 Mile Conde
Holly
She was the ocean,
And i was just a girl
Who loved the waves
But was completely
Terrified to swim.
 Jan 2015 Mile Conde
No Name Poet
Trembling.
Heavy breathing.
Red faces, shaking knees.

Stuttering.
Blank minded.
“Speak louder, please”.

Terror.
Public speaking.
Doesn't everyone have symptoms like these?
 Jan 2015 Mile Conde
No Name Poet
I'm your mirror.
I reflect what you want to see.
But it's never really me.

I'm your mirror.
There are smudges and dirt.
Little imperfections you don't like, which hurts.

I'm your mirror.
See whatever you want to see.
But when I break, you're the one who bleeds.
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