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TeenInk How would you rearrange this old cliche? "You can catch more flies with honey than with vinegar" http://t.co/xTNZxcKYxK

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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    The seasons hurt my soul As they carelessly roll Through and within in my memories When the leaves were falling in your hair The red, the yellow, the smell of rain I hold on to your face Though we don’t talk anymore When it starts to snow My mom is looking out the window smiling The smell...
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    It was a cool October morning outside the camp. Heavy gray clouds hung above my head as I silently slipped through the forest with my hands buried deep in my pockets, though to no avail. On the other side of the wall protecting the camp, I could hear quiet murmurs of the soldiers rousing and beginni...
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    Swept out with the passing wave The salty air within my skin The water trickling off the flesh’s sin And all the while I could taste Him underneath my folds and lips The sand that kept reality Was running from my hips As deeper into the blue we slipped Below what looked like flicks of sta...
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    He traveled the streets at night alone Passing the travelers and shops He claimed he didn’t have a soul Only his eyes shown black like the night His skin, I remember, was smooth and brown His hair was like soft charcoal He sold drugs at midnight in town It began when he was 17 years old ...
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    I’ll never have that perfect skin That glides like silk Feels like a baby’s wrist And is golden and spotless I’ll never have long flowing hair That moves in slow motion Feels like satin And gleams in the sun The boys won’t ever whistle at me They won’t stare Or tell me I’m ...
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    The end is a sickening feeling That creeps inside your heart It eats you whilst alive And watches you in the dark You’ll never see it coming It’s quieter than night Lighter than a feather Higher than a kite The touch is undeniable You can feel your energy go The light in your eyes...
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    I’m holding your fingers for ransom They’re mine to keep forever I can’t stand the thought of them leaving They will be hidden in my hands I’m possessing your lips for eternity And laying them glued to mine Don’t bother trying to retrieve them For they’ve always belonged with me...
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    Sara watched you come alive Scream and shout Open your eyes Sara watched you take a step Fall once more Try again Sara watched you ride a bike Skin your knee And start to cry Sara watched you learn to read Go to school Start to lead Sara watched you graduate And heard the news ...
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    The market sat between the two tallest mountains in the city of Sagelli. One mountain was named Combus, while the other was named Wint. Combus was by far the tallest and most majestic mountain, with its peak made of pure powder, and its base darker than an ocean’s abyss. Although, for some strange...
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    Mama’s ashes smelled strange A mixture between the memory of her perfume And sulfur Perhaps I placed my hand in the bowl Full of her burnt corpse Gripping it lightly Playing with it like sand The batter was almost finished Nearly every ingredient in Except for One At first I...
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    I imagine the day is warm The sand is cool The sun is setting slowly Our hands stay together I imagine the distance In your eyes Doesn’t matter And you’ll always be with me I imagine looking to your face And you’re staring out Your skin is a sweet sunset In this reflection I...
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    Pancakes sitting on the counter Both feet dangling in the air Syrup pouring nice and gently Something sticky in my hair...
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    I leaned against the pole Light shining down The dark clouds above Distance thumping from the band inside My breath gently steamed Bring back the memory of playing in the snow Running through the woods The laughter of my friends echoed The music came back to reality Somebody asked me ...
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    We were happy at one time Full of love, the world sublime Now we’re only soaked in grief I guess, my love, most things are brief...
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    Upon the crest Once in a nest It’s easier to fall To let your wings Fly openly And hope they’ll never stall The twigs are harsh Above the marsh Above where none can see But if you look In every nook Where ever will they be? Beyond the bask Slipped down a mask The shadows will...
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    I walked easily Without feeling the wind Or hearing my feet Until my lungs exhaled I sped up Without wondering why Or even questioning it Until my lungs expanded I ran Without stifling the impulse Or letting the pain show Until my lungs stretched wide I fell Without losing my bala...
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    What would happen if dreamers never slept? If mourners never wept? If the day had no night? And the dark had not light? What would happen if a painter broke his brush? If a nun could never hush? If a bird stopped flying? If a liar stopped lying? What would happen if perfection fell below? ...
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    The child of my youth haunts my shadows It hides within the depths of my mind Directing me down dangerous pathways Causing my inner adult to go blind There isn’t a place that it doesn’t follow I’m trailed by thoughts of narcissism and lying To get what I want, when I want it Or stick...
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    I often wonder What it would be like To go Crazy Would it be nice To sit in the corner Rocking away In a dream To be locked away in Your head On a bed Bound to it Seeing things that Aren’t there And hearing voices That echo around Maybe I’d be happy If I were crazy I ...
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    I grind my teeth Until they’re dust I bite my nails I know I must I pop my neck It always needs I pick at my skin Until it bleeds My eyes, I rub They’re always dry I like the taste Of when I cry I bite my lips I pull my hair I twitch my foot And I don’t care...
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    i thought i saw you today in the reflection of a hub cap spinning in circles and when i looked again the air was empty then i thought were you a dream? were you even a real? and you kissed me on the cheak we held hands and walked away...
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    In the room, there is a door A door A door Above the floor Beyond the door, above the floor There is a wooden spoon Upon the spoon, there sits a loon Beyond the door, above the floor Its feathers shine, upon the spoon Upon the spoon, in afternoon In afternoon Beyond the door, abov...
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    I held the mirror like my mother once showed me Gingerly Openly And thoughtful It reflected back where I could never stand On the ceiling Where I could never wander Upside-down There the dazzling glass showed my chin from the bottom I could see up my nose See through my bottom lids, as...
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    I cannot give you a horseback ride For I simply have no hooves My mane does not stretch to the floor As a horse’s would I cannot let you jump aboard There’s no such strength in me My body does not have soft brown fur And nothing it can I carry I cannot let you dan...
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    Béla I of Hungary It was well known Died at the hand Of his collapsible throne George Plantagenet In heavy apparel By his request, was executed In a water barrel Martin of Aragon Laughed in his bed And regrettably, and oddly Dropped dead Li Po, a Chinese poet In the water w...

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