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People

People, they are the worst 
They seem all right at first 
They say pretty things
And make you feel like a king
Then they slowly tear you down
To…

Thief: Part I

By Azia Lualhati

I love to take. Take, take, take, it’s what I do best. From the nicest pair of shoes…

Weak

I can not move
I can feel the emptiness running through my veins making me stay 
Oh so still
I can only breathe and blink 
My mind becomes such a blank I begin to wonder if I am truly alive 
Or in a very deep slumber 
That is the weakness of the body
The weakness of the soul is when the smallest things remind you of…

Nothing Like California

By VT

Last year, I conducted a social experiment on people at my school. For a twelve month…