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MS Simmons

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

4 poems·Since October 2015

I haven't got much to say except I'm a teenager that detests English class far too much to like reading and writing outside of a school setting. Well, I like writing, but I'm still pretty bad at it. Be gentle with me, pretty please.

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Gr(e/a)y

October 19, 2015

Grey skies and cloudy days

Thunder rumbles summer rains

Grey like distant trobbing pains

Spotty vision, muscle strains

Grey as sounds like static noise

Empty headed girls and boys

Grey like misty laughing gas

Shaky breath, exhaled 'At last'

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