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[julieespino99]

Oh, i love summer

If summer was a person, she would be tall like a giraffe, long hair as the wind blows, a smile that makes anyone smile as soon as she walks into a room, her skin is like sand, and would have freckles like pebble, eyes that match the open sea, and her lips so bright like a flower.

If summer was a person, she would wear a yellow and orange dress that matches the sun, dancing with me as the sand around us twirls. Summer would smell like fresh daisies, no, fresh roses, actually, she would smell like all the flowers in the world, so nice that you want to stay with her and her lips would taste like watermelon, maybe strawberry, or maybe cherry.

Summer and I would spend the day at a beach, running towards the water as it calls out to us, I admire from afar as she looks at me with those blue eyes. Then at night, summer and I would have a bonfire, as we watch the sunset from afar, she holds my hand, and I hold hers, as she leans in and gives me a kiss.

The night ends as we both say “ i love you” oh, i love summer.

Hope y’all enjoy this poem:)

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[julieespino99]

This poem is one i wrote during quarantine , i found the love for poetry. I know that poems dont always have to rhyme. In writing poems they can be about anything. I wanna try to write poems with real world problems. ⚠️Trigger warnings: mention of blood, nasty words⚠️Without said, this poem is called standing on the edge.

Standing on the edge

She’s trapped in a ball of darkness

Wishing to be let out

“Someone please help!”

No one can hear her screams, until she closes her eyes

She’s on the edge of a cliff

“Am i dreaming?” “No, i can’t”

Her toes are near the edge as if she was reading to jump

She remembers memories, memories that she doesn’t want to remember

And all she can feel is pain

She’s on thee floor with tears in her eyes

While blood drips down her wrists

One persons says “Your ugly” another says “Fat”

“Stupid” “Why would anyone like you”

“Why dont you just kill yourself”

STOP! Your just voices

And now all she can think about is insecurity’s

She’s alone

She has no one

She’s lost

She has no friends

She’s depressed

She pushes the memories away

Until she feels nothing but smiles

She’s not gonna jump

She’s standing on the edge

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