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  Aug 2014 13blueberries
September
My physics teacher told me;
we never quite touch.
The electrons don’t allow it,
or something of the such.

It would be fun to say a sentence,
idealistic,
enigmatic,
cliché,
and trite.
Perhaps a little something such:

“You touched my heart, you gave it a chill.”

But
you
never
did.

And
you
never
will.
13blueberries Aug 2014
If you’re becoming a poet, you should think about it twice. Once you’re one, you’ll notice every single detail no one else does. You’ll notice the coldness in their eyes, and the way their lips move. You’ll notice the way they sway, and the exact color of their skin. You’ll see poetry in the living and in the death. You’ll feel straighter with a broken leg. You’ll see things everyone else is blinded to. And finally, everytime you get to see blood, you’ll remind yourself you’re alive. These are the reasons no one should ever become a poet.
13blueberries Aug 2014
I'm not sad by the fact that someday I'm going to die,
I'm sad by the fact that when I die there will be millions of
songs I will have never heard.

— The End —