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macklin celebrini has autism

Love Begins
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trying on a metaphor
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
Sweet Seals For You, Always
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Kaledo Art

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Three Goblin Art

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@poetrybyn1yah
HIIII IM BACK YALLL
sorry I haven’t been active y’all🙏 I’ll be more active in the summer
Black. I am my hair, black. I am my skin, black. My ancestors as well as me come from around the world, who look like me, who are black. Thick curves enough to be swayed around But shake the ground like thunder Thick plump hips like a peach, And coily afros to braid and tangle Just like my roots. Dancing to loud and rhythmic beats To hear how our people stand yet unheard While popular music artists, are trying to get the message across. Showing culture through hair and beads Which you cannot touch anytime you please But for that to be shown as appropriation But masked as trends. I am my culture I am my lips I am my hair I am black.
I’m sorry it’s my fault that you ruined our friendship, I’m sorry that your too blind, to see what your doing to people around you.
when it starts to feel one sided, that’s your sign to go.
If I tell you how much I love you will you see me as less?
I can’t explain how you make me feel, but that one time we were together, everything just melted away, peacefully, non existent. Like we were the only ones in the world.
Just be real with me, we’re too old for that lying shit
of course I like myself too much. I have to convince I’m worth something some how
I could be alone in the dark and you still would see my flaws
How can I be all of these things you expect me to be when I have unneeded weight on my shoulders already.
I wouldn’t trust you if you were stripped from your personality and I were left with bones.
I’m trying to move on but something is holding me back.
People are people. Not puppets.
Poetry
Your body my choice are the four scariest words I’ve heard in my life.
Its so bittersweet to let someone into your life again and having it feel like you haven't met each other before.
Putting up a shield forever cant be done until you have breaks for yourself and let your guard down once in a while.