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Best Poems Written by Katlin Bouse

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Can we learn how to 
express our feelings?
If you can look in my 
soul deep enough, 
we have a chance to 
build new beginings.
I know we can do it, but 
life is rough.

When I'm down, I have 
lazy day in bed.
Every loss, every lie, it 
hurts deeply.
Trying to do all the 
math in my head;
all apologies are done 
so cheaply.

Heart-ache takes 
control like a disaster.
You keep sucking me in 
like a black hole.
Nature takes its course 
before it's better.
I am hurt clear down to 
my endless soul.

I know throughout lie, 
there's trials for me;
so I will find who I am, 
that's the key.

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I Hear Demoralized People Singing

I hear emo's singing, the varied carols i hear.
Those of lonliness, each one singing sorrow as it should be announced and heard.
The cutter's singing theirs as they inspect their arm or leg.
The depressed singing theirs as they make ready for bed, or leaves off over-thinking.
The mis-taken singing what belongs to them in their mind, the heart-broken singing on the balcony.
The suicidal singing as they sit on they floor, the crying singing theirs as they scream.
The lullaby song, the emo'r on their way in the light, or at bloodless or at tranquility.
The down-graded singing of the blues, or of the young belligerent at serenity, or of the rejected or wounded.
Each singing what belongs to him or her and to none else.
The worries what belongs to the insecure at life, the accused of lying.
Singing with open mouths their stong melodious songs.

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The Kandyman

oh, the Kandyman;
so bold and purE,
this lOve i feel has No 
cure!
his lovely buTt i'd like 
to smAck;
all big, round, and 
ebonY black.

although, hE may not 
know me now,
i know we'll be 
together somehow.
he must accept this 
love i deal,
or let it be known, i will 
not heal.

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Where I'M From

I am from misery
From hate and dis-
respect
I am from the magma 
That flows deep wihin
I am from all the 
drowning lies
That build up, leaving 
you hopeless
Whose suffering and 
dying inside

I'm from the squinting 
eyes
To the hateful looks
That make you feel as if
You were a spider that 
got
Squashed and twist into 
the ground
With your nasty green 
guts and torn legs
And I am from the 
darkness that roams 
earth

I am from being the 
mis-understood
To being mis-placed
From the two-faced
And the criticized
I am from natural 
disasters 
Like earthquakes, that 
leave people homeless
I am from a world of 
mistakes

I'm from bein 
unsatisfied
I am from the left overs
That never got picked 
up
From the defiant ones
And I am from the 
attitudes of Hell
To the Devil's grin
I am from a world of shit

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Paper

Life is a piece of paper.
You can take it and 
make it into something 
beautiful,
or can out it into a 
shredder,
and get torn straight to 
the soul.

You draw your own 
picture
to dirct you to the right 
way,
so it's not ugly in the 
future.
No matter what, will 
never fade away.

You can choose to write 
in ink or lead,
but know whatever you 
choos, all mistakes 
can't be erased.
It's not what it seems to 
be like they all said.
You're original, cannot 
be replaced. (: