Logan_Seamus - Hello Poetry

i look outside at the picture created by the snow drifting down my windshield. the snow so real i could get out of the car and let it settle softly on my tongue. so cold / yet inviting. so harsh and ready to bite, but so irresistible.

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Jan 4, 2020

Jan 4, 2020 at 11:43 PM UTC

12/31/19 - 156am

i look outside at the picture created by the snow drifting down my windshield. the snow so real i could get out of the car and let it settle softly on my tongue. so cold / yet inviting. so harsh and ready to bite, but so irresistible.

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it’s strange how pain can corrupt me. how i can be having a perfect moment but thoughts, evil, digging, angry thoughts, thoughts that strike me hard, fill my head. and in moments like these. when i know i can’t do anything to help myself, i bask in the pain. feeling it with my whole being. strengthening the sadness coursing through my skin seeping into my blood and slamming me in the heart.

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Aug 19, 2019

Aug 19, 2019 at 3:45 PM UTC

8/19/19 - 1242

it’s strange how pain can corrupt me. how i can be having a perfect moment but thoughts, evil, digging, angry thoughts, thoughts that strike me hard, fill my head. and in moments like these. when i know i can’t do anything to help myself, i bask in the pain. feeling it with my whole being. strengthening the sadness coursing through my skin seeping into my blood and slamming me in the heart.

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late night/early morning diners. pancakes and talks with friends. sneaking out and being teenagers. pounding venoms and sitting in a chilled car. these are the things I live for

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Nov 26, 2018

Nov 26, 2018 at 6:46 AM UTC

11/26/18 - 338am

late night/early morning diners. pancakes and talks with friends. sneaking out and being teenagers. pounding venoms and sitting in a chilled car. these are the things I live for

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words hurt. even in a joking unmeaningful way. even when you don’t think the person is listening but they can. and it burrows into their brain and infects their day like a parasite, thoroughly changing the perception of a good day. even when it’s relayed as a message to them by someone thought to be a friend or a family member. words **** and they harm and they affect and they hurt.

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Nov 11, 2018

Nov 11, 2018 at 6:34 PM UTC

11/11/18 - 333pm

words hurt. even in a joking unmeaningful way. even when you don’t think the person is listening but they can. and it burrows into their brain and infects their day like a parasite, thoroughly changing the perception of a good day. even when it’s relayed as a message to them by someone thought to be a friend or a family member. words **** and they harm and they affect and they hurt.

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tears stream down the face of the crying girl. i know nothing of her troubles. she can’t seem to formulate or figure it out, and it is wreaking hell on her mind. then again.. neither can I. i am stuck in my own feeling. unable to escape. i know i must push past and work, so as to please the anger of a unapproving world. but none of that matters right now. nothing. except for the tears that stream down the face of the crying girl.

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Nov 9, 2018

Nov 9, 2018 at 12:36 PM UTC

11/09/18 - 913am

tears stream down the face of the crying girl. i know nothing of her troubles. she can’t seem to formulate or figure it out, and it is wreaking hell on her mind. then again.. neither can I. i am stuck in my own feeling. unable to escape. i know i must push past and work, so as to please the anger of a unapproving world. but none of that matters right now. nothing. except for the tears that stream down the face of the crying girl.

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the lack of sleep covers my perception. i can feel by bones creak and my muscles sigh as I take each step. it’s as if the worlds air were replaced with syrup, and I have to walk through it. people pass by in a blur as i focus on the path i take to my next class. i know i have somewhere to be, something to do. later. but right now? right now I have to move my body through a tired, sleep day.

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Nov 9, 2018

Nov 9, 2018 at 12:36 PM UTC

11/09/18 - 816am

the lack of sleep covers my perception. i can feel by bones creak and my muscles sigh as I take each step. it’s as if the worlds air were replaced with syrup, and I have to walk through it. people pass by in a blur as i focus on the path i take to my next class. i know i have somewhere to be, something to do. later. but right now? right now I have to move my body through a tired, sleep day.

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all is calm in the world as i sit on the cracked pavement green lights flash and change wind of cold rushes around my ears cold plastic soda bottles rest on the ground. but all is calm in the world of constant business.

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Nov 9, 2018

Nov 9, 2018 at 12:34 PM UTC

11/09/18 - 304am

all is calm in the world as i sit on the cracked pavement green lights flash and change wind of cold rushes around my ears cold plastic soda bottles rest on the ground. but all is calm in the world of constant business.

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i could feel everything. my toes as they grip the board and my tongue as it swirls and tastes the food in my mouth. and for an ounce of an instant, everything felt real.

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Nov 9, 2018

Nov 9, 2018 at 12:30 PM UTC

10/20/18

i could feel everything. my toes as they grip the board and my tongue as it swirls and tastes the food in my mouth. and for an ounce of an instant, everything felt real.

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Pressure builds up We can feel it as it engulfs the atmosphere Warnings as we walk up and lights click People watching, criticizing, weary They know nothing what they talk about, but it still hurts All the effort gone to waste on something you experienced and worked on It’s a first time for everyone, but a last time for some.

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Nov 9, 2018

Nov 9, 2018 at 12:18 PM UTC

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Pressure builds up We can feel it as it engulfs the atmosphere Warnings as we walk up and lights click People watching, criticizing, weary They know nothing what they talk about, but it still hurts All the effort gone to waste on something you experienced and worked on It’s a first time for everyone, but a last time for some.

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