Make it Write

Poetry & Prose


all alone
Sinclair Cohen, 13

I said I wanted to be alone,
but they came anyway.
I said I didn't want them anymore,
they came anyway.
I said I was sick of life,
but they came to me anyway.
thank god for my friends,
who came to me in times of need.
if it wasn't for them,
I wouldn't be here now.

My Gift
Sinclair Cohen, 13

My gift is my pen,
I use it to ink you.
My gift is my thoughts,
I think only of you.
I think, mayhaps,
that you are my gift.

M A K E   I T

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