Emily Michele Poems

Walk around, swing your hips.
Get those boys wrapped around your finger tips.
Walk around, start to speak.
Betray whomever you think is weak.
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All I do is runaway.
Just so we don’t have to speak.
Do you really have to ask, “What’s wrong with me? ”
You already know what’s seeping in my veins.
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you can get high while your really low
smoking what they give you to put on a show
trying to be cool, that's what you think
but you only have fun when your chugging a drink
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there's a story behind it all,
every
crimson
scratch.
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we are dawn; but i want to rise.
start at the horizon; forget our lies.

make our way up; over the clouds.
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I have a different feeling today; more happy and bright.
I’m smiling now a lot, mostly all the time.
I try not to think of him, which really helps.
I’ll just let time works its magic, along with everything else.
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Finally I accept my faults
accept my blessings.
Know my truth
no matter how heart breaking.
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