Poems from Amandakayy

Back to school brings supply lists from ten teachers a mile long each, packets of homework an inch thick, a state test that interrupts math...
Our relationship was a fairytale It was perfect On the outside It may have crashed and burned in the end But maybe it is a happy ending...
As I sit in this room today, I see a bright futures of Doctors that will find a cure for cancer Lawyers that will participate in the trial...
Love is patient, love is kind, As Paul so eloquently wrote But love is fast, love is temporary, It can end as quickly as an eighth note...
I have nothing to write about I have been staring at a white screen for fifteen grueling minutes and I still have nothing to write about...

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