Bailey Morehouse

Bailey Morehouse

My mind is miles away

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A Smiling Pancake

I think I just met the happiest person in the world! She works at the Diner, down the street. The same diner I use to go to for breakfast way before the sun rose bringing a melancholy mood. Making no one want to start their day.


Then, the first Monday of May. A young girl walked in a little after five. She kept her blonde hair in a braid pulled to the side. Her uniform kept without a wrinkle, ma...

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Yellow Or Green

They say the flowers green. Green?! Like an icky goo! I think its yellow, like the Sun thats warm to the touch. Its yellow, like a ring that twist and turns around my grasp. But most of all its like the yellow in his eyes, welcoming and warm.


Yellow?! Yellow is bright and annoying. Take a highlighter, serving its point saying “Over here! Look at me!”. No this flower is Green. A green as sweet as...

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My Wall

We are arm and arm;

Back to back.

Each others wall

through hell and storm.

Together in all


If you weren’t here;

For the fire, snow, and rain.

I would crumble to the rocks.

Made of sorrow and pain

Forged in my darkest of days


But when I call;

You answer, with a laugh

With a smile,

With something to lean on.


So, please, don’t leave me...


My Wall...

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