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KaniyaM
I’m 17 years old .. My mind
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KaniyaM in Poetry & Free Verse
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Future

You gave me anxiety.

I worried.

Time goes by so quickly.

If I spent my time worrying about you.

I’ll have no time to make you better.

I had to forget about you.

Thinking about you won’t change you.

I needed to take action.

I needed isolation.

Leaving you on the side.

Hoping you don’t mind.

Knowing we’ll be happy soon.

I won’t disappoint you.

I promise you.

-KM

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KaniyaM in Poetry & Free Verse
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“ My Head “

There’s two.

Voices going against each other.

One bad , one good.

For sometime the bad was dominate.

Manipulating me from the inside.

I believed it.

Every single word it spoke.

It kept me from the world.

One day I decided to become the remote.

And shut it off.

It’s still there talking..

Running off at the mouth.

But I don’t listen.

Only observe.

I watch it talk nonsense.

To my ear.

But it don’t matter

It’s have no control

I’m the remote , I’m in control.

- KM

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KaniyaM
37 reads

2:34

Roses are red ,

Violets are blue ,

Enemies are deadly ,

And so are you

Orchid are white,

Ghost ones are rare ,

Your path is straight ,

Unlike your hair

Magnolia grows,

With buds like eggs ,

A green is pale,

And so are your legs

Sunflowers reach ,

Up to the skies ,

My children is black,

And so are your eyes

Foxgloves In hedges,

Surround the farms ,

Your duration is short ,

And so are your arms

Daisies are pretty,

Daffies have style ,

Societies are friendly,

And so is your smile

A moonlight is beautiful

Just like you

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KaniyaM
33 reads

Why You Write ? 6:42am

Someone asked me

how I made it through

so much pain ,

to be strong enough

to write about it.

And the truth is

I haven’t made it through it yet

I am still writing it

because it still hurt

And maybe it always will.

But this is how I turn the pain

Into something more.

And maybe one day ,

these words I write

will not have an ounce of pain

because the healing is stronger.

I will get there.

I hope you come too.

-Kaniya D . Marshall

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