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Best Poems Written by Grace Vaughn

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The Fear of the Deer

We all want to grow
But growth brings you fear
For what does a doe
Know better than a deer

They might be able to play
And run around all day
But the deer know fear
And they feel when death draws near

And so does’ watch out
For innocence should be treasured  
The seed of knowledge will sprout
then your days will be measured

Because who could know 
the fear of a deer
When all they’ve ever been
Is a doe

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I am the captain

I am the brave sailor 
My crew mates, friends,
Clothed in sorrow
Like lost children
Following the nearest stranger home

I lead them with my heart
As we sail through the masses 
Of our duly colored peers
But the captain of a ship
Isn’t the best navigator 

I feel the pull of the crowd
As I lose myself to the bleak
And leave my crew to drown
In the waters of self pity and despair 
I leave them to the gray 

A monster lurks, waiting for it’s prey
To snap the souls of the peaceful 
To steal the fire from the fierce 
To squander and squeeze the hope out of the dreamers
To make us all obey, all conform

I was their captain
The peaceful, the fierce, the dreamers
They were my crew
Now they blend into the others
Now they all obey, all conform

I found a new one
A peaceful person
A fierce person
A dreamer
But most importantly
I found a navigator 

I am the captain 
Who saves lost souls from drowning 
In the waters of the dark and dull
They are my navigator
Who steers us to the next lost child

I am the brave sailor 
My crew mates, friends 
Bulging with light
Like the moon 
Through the saltwater of the night

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White Clover

I hope my mother remembers
To think of me
When she sees a girl
Who wants to be free
She’s so perfectly thin
Smiling through the pain
Of stretching her skin
So the 	      goes away
	    hunger

I hope my mother knows 
I did this too
And she sees my hair
That I would rather chew
Than eat a crumb 
Of bread or sweets
She might call me dumb 
So she 
	    won’t know 

I hope my mother remembers
To think of me 
On the bathroom floor
I hope she hears my plea
My dying wish 
Wasn’t to be beautiful
But was one last dish

No more hunger