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hansons house

There's something so inherently magical, about

being slightly roughed up from a soccer game,

sitting on her bed, scrolling mindlessly on my, phone while she diligently folds laundry

listening to my endless incoherent complaints

that makes time stand still. Without a clock in sight

we'll make our way upstairs for dinner,

only to discover when looking at the oven that

everyone has already gone to bed. 

Being with you makes hours seem like seconds,

When I'm with you I forget I eat dinner at 5

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The flowers are blooming,

adding a pop of color to the green outdoors

The taste of peanut butter and strawberries,

a little bit salty some sweet

While I listen to my favorite songs,

wearing pink. I'm sitting by myself

My smile cannot be wiped off my face

a track meet is awaiting filled with friends

while doing what I love. Natural light streaming

in from the bay window

The simple yet beautiful pleasures of being alive and happy

I'm at peace

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Don't ask me why

Don't ask me why i dated him

I flourish in the freedom that comes with 

Sitting in my room in my own thoughts

Running around carefree

No one in the corner of my mind demanding attention

If put to the test 

Friendships will always win without question

On a scale a relationship doesn't even compare

Laughing till we can't breathe

I just love listening to music alone in my room

He’ll never compete with my individuality

Boys will never ever compare to the love I have for girls

-TM

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Simply Vain

Sometimes I pause in front of the mirror and think 

“I'm really fucking pretty”

So am I simply vain? 

Because how could people ignore how uniquely beautiful I am

Yet no boy has ever chased me 

Sure one fell head over heels but only because I let him

They must all be thinking I'm too far out of their league

Too pretty to even try their luck

Or I am simply vain

It's really just a thought 

I'd much rather look in the mirror and think I'm pretty 

Than pick apart every piece of flesh when I see my reflection 

So I'll live in my delusional world

where the boys are too scared and continue 

To be vain

-TM

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Best Friends

I’ve never had a bestfriend who I didn't love with all of my heart

Sharing a laugh on the beach or in the bathroom or even in the middle of class

Those moments will never be replaced by anything

In their presence I love everything about myself

I look at them and I can’t help but think about how amazing they are

How beautiful, and kind, and how much their soul glows

Friends heal each other

Friendships are meant to be forever 

It doesn't matter how far away they are or how much time passes between visits

Everytime I see them I become the happiest version of me

Helping me pick and outfit, gossiping in class, laying on their lap while playing a game

Making bracelets, and baking together even if it gets messy 

the smell of brownies filling the house

Endless sleepovers where we can’t pick a movie to watch so we just talk instead

talking for hours about otherworldly feelings, our deepest regrets, our favorite songs

Our silly little crushes and maybe even how we could have been the bigger person

I cannot lie to a friend and I know they'll do their best to understand

From the best hugs ever to being the silliest and everything in between

I LOVE my friends and I’m so glad I finally appreciate them

Because no one, no words can take them away from me 

-TM

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Sometimes girls are a little crazy

Have you ever met a girl whose completely sane

One who seems to live a perfect life

Well no girl is ever without a little crazy

Cleaning kitchens day after day doesn't help

Who wouldn't go a little insane when every man

 looks down upon you 

Everyday they wake up and claw their way 

Through the world 

A mother, a businesswoman, a teacher, an athlete

A girl is meant to be crazy because if she wasn't

Life would be boring and predictable 

Who wants that anyway?

-TM

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An inconspicuous bedroom in Westford

The room is a mess how can one even tell anything,

 about the girl who lives here.

A foam roller in the corner next to a backpack,

 repurposed each season for each sport

The bottomless container filled with reese's candies

A wall of dust covered trophies atop the bookshelf tell of a time long gone

Of a gymnast whose life revolved around learning the next skill, 

and being perfect.

The postcard hanging on a string from all the many places shes traveled

A book filled with memories, a ticket to a museum, 

a page signed by fifth graders because a yearbook was missing.

You can almost taste the bittersweetness of leaving 

in the christmas lights that never get taken down

She was determined and at times a little too organized,

 so as a new chapter approaches

There's no plan anymore and her room falls into disarray

In the books that haven't been touched, 

in years but are filled with pages written in german and english,

there are the memories of a childhood that always longed to be somewhere else

Something went right in the teal colored room 

with a picture of a solemn girl reading a book on its walls.

Through endless notes and posters from senior year sports 

Written by people who may have known her her whole life or simply a couple months

You can tell she was kind and never failed to care about other

One day her skills and experiences will give her an edge in success

-TM

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I’m supposed to be the one

I’m supposed to be the one who can't get you off my mind

Who can’t stop talking about you

Wanting to spend every moment with you

And writing sappy poetry about how much my heart 

Fills up when I’m near you

I’m supposed to be the one who needed you 

Yet you have surpassed me in every category of emotional

Attachment and I am at a loss

I’m supposed to be the one who wakes up thinking of you

Who can't stop looking at you 

Wishing you liked me just nearly a sliver as much

I don’t know what to do when you beat me at my own game

My stomach filled with butterflies at first but now

I simply feel dread as I roll my eyes and try to cover up my guilt

Never once has someone managed to outstage me 

In the never ending game of obsession

Noticing every little unimportant detail

I’m supposed to be the one who falls too hard

Not the other way around

-TM

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i miss your touch

When our knees are touching 

and our arms brush

Or I feel the whisper of your fingers

I feel invincible

My whole body fills with warmth, 

I’m wrapped up in the blanket of you

-TM

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A journey not so easy

Do I even want to go thousands of miles away

How can i ever say goodbye to the tens of people I love

However small my life would never be the same without them

Why did I decide going oh so far away was my dream

Maybe it was before I met you and even though 

You may not be my forever,

You made me realize I can’t part with my life here

So easily as i thought

-TM

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Do I even want to be loved?

Im torn between wanting to be loved

Having you tell me every second that you love me

Love the way I always have to be in control

That you love my dimples when I smile

Love how strong I am and how pretty my hair is

But sometimes I feel like you shouldn’t even love me at all

That I don’t deserve your affection

I always mess everything up

Never take credit for my wrongs

I’m to selfish in my actions

The urge to cut you off is overwhelming

I fight back the inevitable wall everytime I respond to you

It would be just so much easier to close myself off

Go back to living without someone who likes me (maybe)

The bags under my eyes describe my years of crying

One day I want to go home knowing no one will badger my behavior

Even if I have to live by myself for the rest of time

-TM

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Don't Fall

I’ve fallen too far I can’t go back anymore

Jumped off the cliff 

Now i can only hope you catch me before I fall to my death

Chewed my lip to pieces

You’e scrambled all my signals I don't know what to think

Little bits and pieces here and there 

Somehow they don't fit into the same picture

You have the power to break my heart

Yet you can't even look me in the eye

-TM

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Bullying is Complicated

You think its funny, just cracking a joke

I laugh through the pain inside

I’m fed up with it, I say

Then the whispers start,

Do you think I don't know

I tried being kind, but you never gave me the courtesy

I bottle it all up

Do you know I sit in the bathroom crying

Do you wonder why I always have to leave

I made a goal last year, I'll stand up for myself

What would you do if I did

Deny it most likely, tell me to grow thick skin

Little do you know, I have the skin of an elephant

It doesn't matter if you take a knife to it

I hope your grow to be more considerate

Not everyone is like you

I’m not stupid

No matter how many jokes I don't understand

I’ll still hurt

I’ll still know

-TM

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One Heart for Safekeeping

I leave my heart in a lockbox, with my grandma,

as I leave. She’ll keep it safe from any harm, protect

it from all my tears and struggles. I take a smaller 

heart with me to experience the small joys. So the 

Heartbreak doesn't kill me when my home of 

love shatters. 

When I return she’ll bring my heart to the airport

in a butter roll, chocolate, and a hug. Filled with 

love and a brand new smile, that not even my

darkest secrets can’t wipe away. 

My heart returns in the open fields and familiar

drives. Laughter creeps through as he jumps into

my arms. All my worries leave me when I enter

the familiar apartment, full of warmth, pictures, 

and a comfort I cannot explain. 

One day I won’t have to hand my heart to her

In my open palm begging her not to hurt it. I’ll

simply stay forever and build my own life on top 

of the priceless memories stored inside.

I’ll get to preserve my heart in my own chest

-TM

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Think Twice

You didn't mean to 

Simply harmless your actions were

They carry more weight than you would ever know

I’m losing friends one by one

I can't spend time with them anymore

Go kiss your new girl 

But always remember you ruined the other one

-TM

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Halloween at 18

She's living her best life at college with her new friends

She's over 3,000 miles away laughing with her sister

She's going out in costume kissing her boy

She's staying in doing her homework with her music

She’s giving away candy with her boyfriend 

I'm too young for college

I’m stuck longing to travel far away

I’m staying at home because that boy ruined my life

I’m trying to study with no avail for my test the next day

I’m alone writing my poetry

-TM

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Not quite figured out

I want silly little dances in the rain and cute little book dates

I want rock climbing adventures and amusement parks

I want to smile and blush

I want to joke and laugh

I want…

No actually I just want the feeling of comfort to be myself

To be stupid and competitive

annoying and frustrating 

I want to be loved 

-TM