Samantha Jaramillo Poems

Air and dust rise
To hear her last cries
Her last not because she's gone
But because she has begun
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Others are like blank pages
Filled with a white nothingness.
I am proud to be a book
Filled to the brim with words
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Why do songs get stuck inside my head?
Why do I read something I've already read?
Why do words seem easier to understand
But no one sees the hourglass sand?
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The key to the castle is lost in time
The map to Her crown hidden in rhymes
The gates are shut tight
Too many wrongs not put right
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Why does no one see
the tears that gather in my eyes
Where am I supposed to be
when I unleash my cries
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