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Best Poems Written by Bryanna Watson

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Blind

Heavy clouded mind
and misguided grey judgments
lead the narrow eye

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Blind

Heavy clouded mind
and misguided grey judgments
lead the narrow eye

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Forsee Map of Dreams

My way back home, follow the moon
I see shadows in the dark, follow the moon
Ahead of the timeline,  follow the moon
Bow to him, he's the on, follow the moon
Full or half when it's there
follow the moon
-BRY

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Mmm Men

Sexually you took over
Mentally I was your shoulder
physically you're a peewee with a 
stroke that should've killed me
Emotionally your still carrying the 
pain your ex brought. Thinking I'm 
the pickup truck so you can let it all 
go So you can breathe so it can 
drop. 
I guess not
-BRY

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Moonknapping

People will miss me, they will cry
"Where have she gone? " they'll say
"Look up in the sky!" I reply
Follow the moon instead
in the lead of the missing girls,
for this could be the end of our world. 
-BRY

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Tales of Sue

Lil Sue rode alongside the foggy road.
Not a sound was heard not even a toad
She had been traveling all day, so far from home
and she did not want to say it but Sue hated being alone
She heard the tall tales of the misty path before
Folk say they seen people come but if they ever return 
that's unsure 
So lil Sue looks left and right, only wishing to get there 
safely
What happens next? I guess that's why its called 
ambiguity 
-BRY

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Shell

I can still feel empty, in a room full 
of my hearts desires.
You must not know you're my 
water, my earth, my wind,  and my 
fire.
-BRY

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Do You Booboo

I know who I am 
I might not look like you or Pam, 
but understand I am a woman

I have my own unique style and flow
I have my own shine, and my grandmother's glow
In the end, your comments wont show
not on my exterior, not on my interior
but on the flo'

I think you mad because I got Micheal's walk
Oh so bad
and it's oh so sad
how when you get an idea it sound as if it was stolen from my notepad,
and how when I walk in the room you and others laugh so loud because you want me to feel like your totebag
honestly though, I'm feeling like the numbers on this coach tag
So booboo, do you. 
-BRy