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Red Flags
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A letter to my mom
Hi,I’m writing this poem to youThough it’s supposed to be a letterYou’re not ever meant to see itBut I hope somehow it makes me feel betterA friend of mine promised it would. I’m sorryI really am, honestlyIt’s not like me to do what I didThe new year cheers really got to mePeople kept saying2023, new…
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The snap
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The girl who does nothing
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Talk
All talk, no actionMakes Jack, a pathological liarKinda harsh? Yes, I know,But as the popular saying goes,Actions speak louder than words. It’s tiring, you know?Just listening to people say stuff,Making promises they can’t keep,Say things without an iota of truth,I keep wondering, just what is the point?Doesn’t the guilt hunt you?Won’t you get hurt in…
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Resolve: A short story
Clementine staggered forward not because she was trying to be difficult but because she had no energy left in her. Physically, her strength had been depleted and she was wondering how she was still conscious. Mentally, she felt even worse. Her resolve had basically been diminished by the jury’s verdict. There was no way out…
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The Climax
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Nobody gets it
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Plagiarism
A poet’s worst enemy,A thief’s best friend.Your work or an idea gets stolen from you,Pulled out from underneath you,By someone you’d least expect. There’s this ache in your chest,It really hurts,Your brain child has been kidnapped,And claimed by another.You tell people about it, pointing at the culprit,But try as you might they believe him over…