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A Girl Like Me

A Girl Like Me! ! ! ! ! The one you pick on everyday.That has nothing to say.That lays hear head down and cries her heart away.The shy girl.The fat girl.The anti-entergetic girl.The sweetest girl.One day I will change.Maybe then you will know my name.Or maybe you will never change.Your game will still be the same.I will not change myself for you.Commit suicide for you.That's something new! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
Kierra Leflore

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The Bright, Sparkling Girl In The Yellow Checkered Dress

I see a bright, sparkling girl in a yellow checkered dress
I see a bright sunny girl in a yellow checkered dress
I see a smiling sparkling girl cutting banana leaves for tamales who is full of life
I see a sparkling pretty girl who asks to borrow my pocket knife
I see a spirit free bright sunny streaked blonde hair girl riding in the back of a pick up truck
I see a quiet, shy, smiling girl who wants to be seen
I see a pretty, sparkling girl who wants to be taken out
I see a live, vivacious girl who likes to dance
I see a live, quiet, smiling girl who deserves a chance
I see a reserved, quiet, unassuming girl who is spirit free
I see a deserving sparkling girl in a yellow checkered dress who might be for me?
David Quarles

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Only In My Memories.

She was a girl; who wouldn't ever dream of exploiting all those weaknesses of mine; that she'd inevitably come to know after clinging close to my compassionate chest all these years,

She was a girl; who knew exactly what to speak to me at the right moment; never even once thwarting my senses with inexplicably stabbing taunts and comments,

She was a girl; who wiped each of my tears with her everlasting kisses; standing unflinchingly beside me; in my times of disaster and duress; never making me feel that men hadn't the right to cry,

She was a girl; who adroitly knew how to mollify my ravenous palette; cooking every known delicacy under the Sun; to eventually share the same with me; befriending me forever in her silken lap,

She was a girl; who never even once criticized me for my bizarrely dwindling finances; stood abreast me like the rock of Gibraltar; when the entire world outside had pounced upon me like an insipid mouse,

She was a girl; who listened patiently for hours immemorial to even the most oblivious whisper of my heart; inexhaustibly appreciating me for what I originally was; and not for what the world had made of me in my moments of strife,

She was a girl; who idolized my feeling of self respect; never reaching out to even the closest of our kin for help; even though we continued to survive on fragments of rotten measly bread and in the gutter pipe,

She was a girl; who left all riches; relatives and everything else on this fathomless Universe; wanting nothing but to only bond with each beat of my fervently wailing heart,

She was a girl; who never minded my idiosyncratic shunting of the society and my preposterously eccentric lifestyle; truly commiserating as to what it was like being a fulltime artist and evolving fresh poetic rhyme,

She was a girl; who wholeheartedly joined me in my mission of reaching out to every fraternity of living kind; donating even the last ounce of our blood to the betterment of all those breathing under the sky,

She was a girl; who wasn't afraid in voicing her opinion if I was unwittingly drifting towards malice; enlightening every subjugated aspect of my existence; with the triumphantly optimistic cadence of her voice,
She was a girl; who ardently worshipped me as I did to her; immediately after our prayers first to the Omnipotent Almighty Lord; and to our respective parents who bestowed us with the first scream of life,

She was a girl; who would never dream of telling me a lie; never betray me even though I was severely maimed and blind; even as the closest of my blood relation left me for exploring more exciting new vistas of life,

She was a girl; who could amazingly comprehend the tiniest of my desires; by glimpsing just for a fraction of a second; into the twinkling whites of my roving eye,

She was a girl; who instead of ridiculing me everytime I floundered in life; gave me the invincible Herculean temerity; the inspiration to forever massacre the devil with the undying flame of truth in my soul,

She was a girl; who never retaliated even once at the angriest of my outburst; understanding my sporadic frustration; and covering my lips with a billion kisses to metamorphose my fierceness into a cloud of symbiotic love,

She was a girl; who gracefully acknowledged my deep and insuperable love for my mother; perfectly knowing that her place was always reigning supreme in each of my immortally volatile heartbeats,

She was a girl; who inseparably bonded each breath of hers with mine; whilst it was victoriously living; and even when it started to uncannily stutter to enter into the graveyards of death,

She was a girl; who shared my passion of giving birth to as many offsprings as we could; contributing our very best in the newness and ecstatically uninhibited proliferation of the gigantic Universe,

She was a girl; who couldn't exist even a minute without my heartbeat close to hers; who most certainly died alive even if I unknowinglydrifted my mischievous stare towards another of her kind,

She was a girl; who could recognize me wholesomely blindfolded; amongst zillions of other men strolling silently around; just by my fleeting stride; just by the aroma of the most diminutive droplet of sweat on my arms,

Unfortunately she was a girl; and would always remain a girl who existed only in my memories-as my ideal life-partner; in today's sacrilegiously robotic and commercially discriminating world outside.
Nikhil Parekh

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Happy girls, have smiles on their face
Athletic girls, they love to race
Sad girls, shed their tears
Frightened girls, hide their fears

Emo girls, hearts are bare
Adventurous girls, they fly through the air
Attractive girls, guys love to see
Self conscious girl, she cannot be
Troubled girl, has been through hell
Angel girl, has a story to tell

The skinny girl, she will not eat
The abused girl, she has been beat
The slutty girl, it was meant to
The bitchy girl, whats she been through?

The perfect girl that hides below
Isn't the girl you think you know
madison ann

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