I started writing poems after my mom died in 2009.It killed me knowing that I wouldn't have anyone to talk to when I get off the bus.I thought she would be here to see me turn 13 but she wasn't. I knew something was gonna happen that day but I just didn't listen so I went to school.Went I got home my sister said mama gone.I dropped my school bag and ran in the house.
I'd be tender
I'd be gentle and senimental
Regarding love and art
I'd be friends with the sparrows and the boy that shoots the arrows
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If I walked like I am bold or even talk like it
If i say I am no better am I a walking stick
If i cry in the hour am I the girl who cried wolf
If I talk to someone am i as sweet as sugar
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Sometimes you have to speak victory during the past
And sometimes you have to encourage yourself during the task
Sometimes you have to speak willingly
You know if you achieve then you can suceed
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