what the cover said

oh look its not emo songs anymore

so here's a random short poetry dump that came out of random prompts

next three are workshop prompts!! (some random workshop in the library my mom signed me up for)

when past and present intertwine
take another look
do you see the forgotten stories
the stores long closed down
childhood memories

this was where they ran away
to the complex of hard cover books
up and down those brown tiled stairs
remember what was once there

and yet now the metal sliders close
to another parent trying to help their child
used textbooks, past papers,
do they remember what this once was

so another day passes, another era gone
it isn't 1887 anymore
find another place to run, another place to be free
another solace to tell your tales, another place to be happy.

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Bugis Junction
I remember the memories
that one Liverpool shop at the back of the hallway

So I waited an hour
For my dad's new jersey
Roberto Firmino, it said
he left last year, so sad

wandered around the small shop,
the statues, the merchandise
red and embroidered with liver birds
scouser's paradise

you'll never walk alone, they said,
yet I stroll along the road,
told to just go home myself
because I'm grown up now, I can do so

waiting at the bus stop
take me home, my family  waits
watch a final at cafe football
cheer as Darwin Nunez scores

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back at eleven at that writing workshop
I sat up there, typing about night
constellations, stars, don't stop
adrenaline rushes, librarian hushes

back when the stars shined bright
I stared out in the night
and took a look at the white round moon
wrote a poem about it too

back then I was here for the first time
workshops came after
so what if we were here for the last time
and bombs dropped on this great building

would I miss it
would it feel amiss
if this tower no longer stood

or would it be another regular day
and i was in a regular mood

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cloudgazer based!!(the random book I'm writing and have a 85% chance of giving up on )

stare at the clouds
so white, so bright
matches the stars
glowing in the night

and it could be a bird,
a princess, a car
the craziest things imaginable
a person, a station, those clouds up above
so flexible, so crazy, so cool

I lie on my bed
stare at the sky
thoughts wander as I wonder
how amazing is that?

I can pretend they are people
the cotton clouds of happiness
drifting along the train tracks of galaxies
anything can be anything, anyone could be anyone

my tiny world of clouds
swirling happiness
keeping me awake
before I'm forced to fall asleep

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last two lines are a prompt from my fren

metal chains on my heart
thought they were strong, turns out they were not
spiralling, spiralling
leave me dizzy, barreling
towards some kind of abyss
strange and amiss
chains pull me apart
leave my broken heart
I have a new ex
what will be next?

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prompt eraser from creative writing circle!!

erase all your old mistakes
delete them like a computer
my hands shake
you pretend it's just a blooper

rub me until I'm blunt
lose my mind, my brain, myself
toxicity I can't confront
but you're just being yourself

lifespan shortened like the eraser I used to use
back at ten when I loved to draw
back when seriousness never existed
back when I didn't know you

Olivia Rodrigo wannabe
isn't that what you're gonna call me
as if you left me enough energy
to produce an actual song

you looked so bright
though I knew it was a sign of danger
moths to flame, lost the game
wish you were still a stranger

so you treated me like an eraser
took me out of my plastic wrapping,
tore off the cardboard body
stabbed me with a pencil
cut me apart with your metal ruler
I was never
A person to you.

don't shit on me for being a Liverpool supporter it's my dad not me okay