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Khalia Cotugno Poem
We all loving doing things that make us feel free. Some feel free listening to music or doing something they love. Some do drugs, some just simply find a freeing feeling in someone they love. Being with someone can make you feel free, it's a great feeling. Doing drugs makes you feel free, it's great, but it is a different kind of free. I found my freedom in a boy who I thought I loved, and thought loved me back, but I was terribly wrong because he left me, so now I find my freedom in getting high until I can't think straight. I enjoy running from the pain, I always have and I always will. I'm running, because I crave freedom, it's like a drug. People say you get addicted to drugs because of the way they makes you feel, but I got addicted to the way he made me feel. He was a substance that I abused for months. The thought of him was always on my mind, he was in every thought no matter what. I thought NOTHING would ever replace that free feeling I thought he was giving me. a few months ago I'd do anything to make myself forget how he made me feel. I've always known you could become addicted to things like alcohol or drugs, but it never once crossed my mind that you could become addicted to a person. I've been sober and up until recently the thought of him made me tipsy, I was weak, there was nothing I could do. But slowly, very slowing, I'm becoming addicted to another someone, someone I've known forever, someone who I know with out a doubt, will stay no matter what. He is my new addiction, he's become my freedom. He is someone truly amazing. He is my happiness. I thank him for freeing me from the pain of the past.
-Sincerely Khalia
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You're a work of art, remember that. I believe this implies to everyone. You just have to realize it. When you realize this, everything about that person becomes beautiful. I think you realize that someone is a work of art when you get lost in the way their eyes turn into swirling galaxies when you look into them. Or when every word that comes out of their mouth becomes a sweet song. And your favorite song is when they say your name. When you trace the lines on their hands and they turn into small streams and roads to unknown places. Or when your fingers are intertwined and they become like the roots of a tree holding it into the ground. People can be beautiful like artwork, or scenery. Its weird, at one time you just saw them as a person, and know when you look at their face, you see a canvas that has been painted precisely and carefully as if it was meant to be perfect. Or maybe it's been like that since you first see them. It's when you can close your eyes, and remember every little detail of their face. Find a piece of artwork as beautiful as you, and appreciate it.
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Love; only four letters long,
Yet everyone knows
That its meaning stands strong.
Packed with power and equipped with so much emotion ,
This word has a definition
That could fill the entire Atlantic ocean.
People often wonder where love gets it start,
So I'm here to tell you
That it love begins in the heart.
Sincerely Khalia x0x0x
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Khalia Cotugno Poem
Demented thoughts; I want more weed.
Please, oh please, give me what I need.
I'm the Queen, I'm a strange B ITCH
I know it sounds crazy, but I AM the GANJA WITCH!
They locked me in the asylum, but I run the place.
All the patients here are my seeds, even though this is a nut case.
I'm always shaking, I'm kinda of have a twitch.
but everyone in here calls me the GANJA WITCH.
I'm flying, but my feet are still on the floor.
I'm so damn high but I need more.
The Ganj Man and I are like Leo and Stitch
But DO NOT be mistaken, I AM the GANJA WITCH
I'm high in the sky, I'm smoking dank and singing REALLY loud
The Ganja Man is always telling me how I make him so Proud.
I'm just kidding, I know can't sing, I can't keep pitch
But it doesn't even matter because I'm the GANJA WITCH
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Don't Let Them See
I'm always up set but no one asks me why.
Its only because I refuse to let them see me cry.
I think about all our memories, until they become nightmares,
I cry so hard, and for so long, until I have no more tears.
I want to spare your feelings, I'm sorry if you think I'm lying,
I didn't want to tell you that I constantly think of dying.
I know its awful to want to die, but if you ask me why,
I'll say "what's the point, when all I do is cry".
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As of right now, I'm still a teen,
I love to cheer, and my eyes are green.
I do stupid things because I'm still young,
But I will never regret the things that I've done.
There is only so much I will be able to do,
before my time on this earth is through.
I want to live my life while I can,
I'm just going to wing it because I don't really have a plan.
- Khalia C.
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Why does it have to be me?
All trapped up inside just wishing to be free!
It's not fair, you treat them right!
why not me, I just don't want to fight
I want to be loved by my mother and father
I guess they will do what they want so why do I even bother?
I don't hate you as much as I say
but I just wish you would love me one day
- Khalia C.
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