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poem #66: imaginary friend i have an imaginary friend and she is just like me i need her in the hard times like when i am fighting with my friends ...

thanks so much @ImaginativeAlice! Keep writing! I am glad you liked my poems.

inside out and back again this year turned me inside out but i want to be normal again. my clothes are the same and so is my hair but my ...

poem #65: curtains (haiku) the window is cracked and the curtains are flying today is peaceful

poem #64: spring and desks (a metaphor poem) the cherry flowers sit in a bowl on my desk petals scattered on the hard surface the stems are short and they ...

poem #63: piano keys I sit down at the bench and put my fingertips at the top of the keys and slide them down into position. They are smooth but ...

poem #62: Oreo running to the backyard back from to see her for just a short while training her and petting her and letting her lick my face and sit ...

poem #61: molly when i was little and it was night my dad would take out the little red light and she would chase it with out tiring and one ...

poem #60: if i could if i could be anything outside i would choose a mountaintop because then less people would come and try to hurt me if only i ...

poem #59: death and rebirth of seasons we will start with spring after winter spring comes and gives us hope for the new year for life and love and nature ...

poem #58: synesthesia and humanity color isn't just rainbows because those aren't all of them colorful is humanity friendship letters numbers life is colorful for some people other people live ...

poem #57: different they say being different is good but i don't know about that because everyone I know hurts me they call me nerd dork show off wallflower but ...

poem #56: i don't speak to you (based on a fight me and my friend had) yell at me beg and plead but my mouth won't move send rude notes ...

poem #55: waiting for my life to begin when will my life begin? when will the cherry blossoms peek out from the bare twigs of winter? when will trees grow ...

poem #54: inside out and back again this year turned me inside out but i want to be normal again. my clothes are the same and so is my hair ...