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I could have written that

“I wish I can explain to you how I feel because every night before I go to sleep. You’re all I think about.” I am so envious of reading something I could have written. Reading something that my passion matches … Continue reading

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To my someday Valentine

I can’t describe how you make me feel, because it’s new-something feeling I never knew existed- all I can say is “I love you.” And hope you understand the life changing meaning in those three words. ________________ You are the … Continue reading

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On all the things I don’t show

I have a notebook full of things/ poems, drawings, essays/ its me bared before the page/ and I want to share everyone of them with you. Except for the embarrassing ones. And they’re all kind of embarissing ones.

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A Senryu on the fear of every post

Not read Just liked And scrolled past

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A Senryu on phone calls with my best friend

My smile Reaches for my ears Until I realize we have to hang up

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Two haikus on walking through the parking lot

My fingers grope Through my jean pocket To my car keys ______________________ The white mist Matches the color Of my old truck

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A haiku on the angry woman

Bothered by The way the world Spins

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In the morning

“He died in the morning,” said the sparrow to the breeze. And I sit cross-legged at the bottom of an empty wishing well. The breeze echo’s of late appointments, but nothing changes the sorrow. He died in the morning and … Continue reading

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The definition of faith (I know it’s five letters, I said ‘six’ because it means something)

Faith is bigger then the little six letter word we have given it.

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gritty

It get’s dark too soon, but the light never really get’s any dimmer.The light gets rougher and you can see the few truths among the monsters.Eventually you can recognize the light, and again learn, love.

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