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I won’t walk away or look down. I’m not selfish like those other girls, I can take a compliment. How else would I know how good I look. If you weren’t there who would I smile for?   I mean,
Contemplation isn't social refraining it's just overthinking things a bit. 
Alone and lost Not even a memory A seed not mature To understand its ability   A child A baby A blank soul in space Who am I? Where did I come from?
Him
Time  is  infinite. I cannot stop time. I can see it. I can hear it.  I can feel it. Time makes me cry when it passes and when it arrives,
Writing slam poems Doesn’t mean I’m mad It doesn’t me I’m angry at the world 24/7   Writing slam poems
I just want to make a name for myself, a passion to support myself. This shy soul has words never spoken before, In my mirror these words are constantly repeated, "You're so much more."
THE REAL HER UNEDITED!!   Once a pon a time  From as far back as i could remember there was a girl  
I am happy to be alive. Happy to be in school and strive.
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