the ground.
A college essay is on
my desk.
my desk.
I didn't get any candy.
Halloween sucked.
-----
"It will be okay,"
the unanswering words
melt away
as the seeds of doubt are sewn.
Forever thinking "I'm not good enough,"
never realizing the flower
growing out of the concrete:
its petals damaged
yet it perseveres.
-----
The water fell,
it traveled up her
feet, slinked past her
knee, and softly
harbored into her eye.
For she didn't cry,
and if she did they
would always find
their way back to
her.
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