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Hatred Is Here

Hate
Is here
Sucking all
Happiness here
STOP

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Me, Myself and I

Alexandra
Hardworking, Dancer, Writer, Loyal
Sister of Catie and Mollie, Daughter of Valerie and Damien
Lover of no one (for now)
Who feels that poetry is a savior, life isn't complete without friends, and love will find a way
Who fears isolation, failure, and not believing
Who would like to see their writing published, their designs manufactured, and their lives well
Resident of The Bronx, New York
McKenna

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Just a Little Something-Something

In a world with so much life and culture,
All you need is just a little something-something

It's better than a whole lot of something,
Because then it might be too much

Like love,
All you need is a sample

To realize
It isn't the only thing to make someone happy

And if they think it is,
All they need is just a little something-something

Tell them they're better off without
Another terrible heartache

That there is nothing more better than being 
Free from the name, "So-and-so's girl"

All they need,
Is just a little something-something

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My Best Friends

Best
Friends now
Standing by me
What could I ever ask of them besides,
To be my diaries, and my saviors
From the trouble
happ'ning
now
For you Josephine and Reem :)

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Dance Studio -In Summer-

i need to GET OUT
DEHYDRATING; stuffy
can't wait for OUTSIDE

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My Birthday Is Here - Please Read Immediatly -

Just to let you know,
A very special day is approaching

IT IS MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!
Taking place on May 24th

The day I was born
And my mother and me adjoined

Cuddled and comforted
In each other's love

Tomorrow is the day
That I turn thirteen

Finally I will have entered,
My teens

From then on it will be consumed
By hormones and PMS and what-not that I will deal with

Somehow I look forward to aging even more
I grow more mature, but also more old

I think I'll be taken
Quite a bit more seriously

Not treated like a child,
How most people think we should be 

So yes it will be my birthday,
In about two hours

I hope I get lots of comments
Wishing me a well one!!!!!

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On the Beach

Welcome to my house on the beach,
Where there are condos for $5 each

I, for one, am an interesting figure,
With my siamese fish who likes to paint pictures

And my single daughter Rosie,
Who's immune to posie

This place is somewhere with two sides,
You live your life first, and after you die.

I died at thirty-eight
From tripping down stairs just after I ate

Welcome to my house on the beach,
Come on inside and we can enjoy a peach!

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The Canvas

The canvas is blank; all blank
You could paint a picture of a plank
With a pirate on board,
That collects eggshells to hoard,
With some iron around his neck, going CLANK.

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The Beat of the Beat

the beat rushes
rushes through
through my body

it has 
         power
                   strength
                                stability.

all mushed together
forms a catchy
melody,
maybe harmony.

it disguises the 
true feeling 
inside

sometimes,
and only sometimes,
that feeling
is fully exposed;
naked

you can understand 
exactly
what
the
artist
is
             feeling.

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The Quote

One day
A stranger came up to me
Speaking in riddles

He said:
Inspiration incites the inscence within that incarnates indigo indians.

I did not know what he ment until he followed up with:

"You can't wait for inspiration. You have to go after it with a club."
                                                   - Jack London

I then
realized

what he was 
talking about.

Do you?

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