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glow,grow, but first i had to go. in order to grow i had to leave a glow, something i can only find once in a while irreplacable, i now had a place to grow. i grew mentally, i did not care for as much for physically.
What an interesting feat to recall What Hannah was composed of in January of 2017 What made her tick? What kept her going? Junior year was kicking her butt That memory remains
Its been awhile since I’ve written anything. You see, usually I begin with a metaphorical gesture, Or a fragment too dramatic to be anything but the start of a stanza. But today I write from my heart.
I try to stay away from you But you keep on coming back I see the desperation but I do not give a flack You're a crazy creepy stalking pig who I want far, far away but you just seem to return to me
Sistah Sistah! You better hold that head up high and never let that chin face the ground Don't give your enemies the satisfaction of seeing you down Sistah Sistah!
I'm sick of doing this. See I just want you. But do I make you happy? Do you want me too? A relationship can make you mad, but is all the time accurate?