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I know what makes a faerie cry... Little things with ladybug wings Morals lost watching the window finally defrost Spring is a time of life The death of winter is over But there's still a hole in the very soul Of all that is joyful and kind And when a faerie Loses her ability to say All the things that kill her each day She is left with this hurt to bury But try try again And try and try and try Because those little things Happy and hopeful things Spouting the most lucky of ladybug wings With black spots for the lost Come calling once more They will always be there to remind you That you won't be alone anymore

An Ode to the Supporting Roles Do you remember me? We’ve met many times before May not have been me, But you know me well You know my kind. I am the shoulder you cry on Your damsel in distress The fallback when things go wrong. I don’t resent it, not at all We all have our place Mine is to be by you To guide To cherish To serve and protect To make you laugh or cry as needed I come in a manner of varieties Personally, I have been many The mistake She who you hid But needed for secret comfort The possibility The best friend you loved Yet when greater things came Set back aside and never came true The heartbreaker You loved me gre

Oh! The Places I’ll Go! Well what now? I’m continuing college. I’ll be transferring soon, To learn nothing But knowledge With my hat on my head, Army boots as my shoes, I’m unique and driven; With nothing to lose I don’t know what I think; I don’t know what I know, So it’s obvious that college Is the best place to go I’ll take English classes, And choose them with care, And I’ll sometimes mess up, But I’ll just have to bear. With my hunger for knowledge, And my passion to learn, I’ll keep up with my grades, No matter which way I turn. And I may find a subjec