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livi mae
@mmcint
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15 year old poet | i love music and words
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2017-07-22 15:15
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obituary
9y
Farewell for a little while
Ray Everett McInturff of Smyrna, Tennessee was 85 years old when he died August 18, 2017. Ray's last day with us was like all of his previous years: serving his family. His last day with us, Ray cooked
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l i l a c // poetry
You were lilac sky Dripping Down to meet The blackened sighs Of sea demons That tried stealing Your light But you never gave up The fight The crystal blue Coursing through Your veins Fought loose The demons
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w o r t h y // poetry
She was Beautiful In the way her dimples Crinkled When she smiled Or when her eyes Twinkled When she laughed Her hair was Wild Her heart a Child’s And she viewed The world With pearled Wonder Wonder that
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i l y // poetry
i love you three words that made me realize my heart is yours i love you eight letters that made my brain turn upside down with thoughts that id never thought possible i love you infinite feeling that
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s u p e r f i c i a l // poetry
i am not defined by what you see outside because what you see outside is so superficial i don't want to be judged or viewed by what clothes i wear or how my hair looks because simply i don't care i want
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To Drown In Peace I Would Adore / Poem
To Drown In Peace I Would Adore a razor blade can do so much with a sharp, cold, deadly touch; it can shave your teenage beard, or do what you've always feared; slit your wrist and then your vein, summoning
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r e s t a r t // poetry
its never too late to turn your page and start again erase the hate and realise its not the end you can pick yourself up get off the ground everything that's corrupt can be redone everyday's a new day
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l i s t e n // poetry
it's been a few days i've had nothing to say my brain's been locked it absolutely hates the clock i have something to say but no words to speak my mouth moves ever day accusing me of being a freak words
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own two feet // poetry
im standing on my own two feet my two feet protected by my worn down shoes with the faded blues that carry me across crowded streets past crowded stores where people shuffle in and out folding their receipts
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f i g h t e r // haiku
tightening his hold, she struggles through the day— cancer won’t let go she is strong, fighting, for everything that she loves, never giving up -livi
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f a l l i n g // poetry
you came into my life like a shooting star falling down into my view in an explosion of life the colors so vibrant drawing me magnetizing me to you and steadily i fell -livi
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g e m // poetry
She held her face in her hands, Her eyes dry like the sand, She had cried too many tears, Experienced too many fears. Resentment and hate, Had infiltrated her too late, The fight had been fought, Unfortunately
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s t a y // poetry
sometimes i need a hug, an “i’ll miss you” as comforting as a mug of hot chocolate it’d warm up my insides blinding me from the fact that you lied you said you’d stay and be by my side when all I could
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t h e k i t e (part 1) // poetry
i find it hard to write when nothing's right like a kite that's been loosed to great heights my soul tries to find its light but the only thing that lights the way is so wrong that every night i cry it
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writing
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g o n e // short story
"Goodbye..." he murmured, giving her a final hug. She stood there motionless, a single tear rolling down her cheek. As he walked away, she whispered desperately, reaching her arm out as if to
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t h e f i g h t // poetry
i'm in a cage my brain in such a rage resentment and hate has infiltrated me too late sorry you missed the show i would've saved you a seat in first row but the fight's been fought unfortunately i lost
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d e l u s i o n // poetry
i'm probably being delusional but it seems like life's just one big illusion my brain's starting a revolution accusing me of not finding a solution to this delusion -livi mae credits to photograph:
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poetry
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s t a r s // poetry
the stars explode falling down into sight calling sound into life -livi
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introduceyourself
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introduce myself (take two)
it seems that its time for me to make an introduction and before making any premature deductions please, read on and see if who you're thinking of is really me im just a girl who writes words longing to
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introduceyourself
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introduce myself
it's time for me to create an introduction please, before making any premature deduction read on and see if who you're thinking of is really me i'm different different as
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