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Things Left Unsaid"Well, I suggest you should stop bothering them. Leave them alone."
"Shut it, hoe."
"Okay, when did I suddenly turn into a slut? Either you get your facts straight or get a dictionary."
"JOKE TIME! Hey, is it okay for a Asian with the last name Wong to marry another Asian with the last name Wong? Don't two Wongs make a right?"
"My dentist's last name is Wong, I'm Asian, you tell that to the entire classroom, yet you and your friends laugh at it? How would you like it if I said 'Hey, what's the difference between the girl in the fourth seat in the second row and a pencil? One of them is short, always thinks it's important, and can cause a huge distraction, and the other's a pencil'?"
"If you want to get the Terraqua column done, then BE QUIET."
"Thank you Natalie."
"... Hurt." -every one of her friend's laugh-
"What's wrong with her? She always gets all mad and up in everyone's face."
"Excuse me, but I'm not the one who always butts into people's personal lives, a
SolaceShe never slept well in the dark,
not without the children of the sun and moon
to guide her weary lids home.
Guided by the aftermath, she was always two steps behind.
What did the world look like to the girl who had been through it all?
Braved the heaviest of storms,
yet skipping over cracks in the pavement.
They said her eyes were the wisps of clouds before the storm.
To him they were reflections of pages overlooked.
She said it was like she lived the life of someone she had never met.
Laid out to dry, yesterdays news.
He knew her as the girl who was built to never collapse.
He wished he was too.
He loved her more than words could say, and yet her pain was such,
that at times, he feared she wouldn’t make it.
But on nights like these, even when it threatened to consume her,
he became convinced that somehow she would.
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