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Best Poems Written by Nicolette Nguyen

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Decay

For a moment 
Life feels like how it's supposed to be
For a moment 
I can tell my mom that I am free

For a second 
You become the forgotten memories
For a second
I know where I'm meant to be

But for hours
I've drowned my sorrow in tears
For hours 
I've wondered if the knife was near

For days
I've sold my body to wandering eyes
For days
I've spat on my own pride

And for weeks 
I've distanced myself from friends
For weeks
I've disdained myself with men

For months 
My corspe has been lying in the coffin
Nailed and sealed by the rotten dreams

For months
I've tried to find myself in you
While you stranded my songs on the haunting hill

But for years
I've built a shelter 
So when I'm lost
I know where to sail
For years 
I've created a haven
Shielding from the woe of the failing dreams

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The Loops

She's clutching her necklace,
As if the pendant were made from her mother's hand.
She's scratching her own neck,
As if no one had noticed her trembling glance.

She makes her way through the crowd,
Dancing her feet upon the ground,
Her shallow breath's set trails of dominos,
Falling into the rhythm of the dripping sound.

She hates crowded places,
But not as much as the paces inside her head.
She hates people blabbering,
But not as much as the echoing void screeching till she's mad.

She's a natural communicator,
People find love within her.
She's a gifted liar,
People find her a wonder.

But she's a greedy eater, a soul-sucker,
Nothing more than a mental terrorist,
Disguised as the lovely florist,
Guarding away the stinking putrid.

She seeks power through the reflection of strangers' glimpses,
While tearing herself from her own flesh.

She did this to herself.

She says she's running out of time,
Neglecting the child sobbing, 
The apple's still fresh.

She did this to herself.

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Daughter

I wear the cords around my neck like jewelry.

I cry my tears as if I could drain the whole sea.

Mommy will be terrified by what she’s about to see, While dad falls to his knees, ready to plead.

Sorry, Mom

Sorry, Dad

Who knew a lottery ticket could buy you a lifetime payment?

Xin loi me,

Xin loi cha,

For spoiling the seed buried inside me.

Better luck next time— At least now, I’m free.