ROZxo - Hello Poetry

I hope you are with your dad, laughing so hard your head tilts back and your eyes close and crinkles spread from the corners. I hope you have a slice of cake and no one is there to yell at you when you start talking with a mouthful of frosting. I hope you have a better birthday than the last.

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Jun 12, 2019

Jun 12, 2019 at 6:40 PM UTC

ROZxo

Happy Birthday Dad

I hope you are with your dad, laughing so hard your head tilts back and your eyes close and crinkles spread from the corners. I hope you have a slice of cake and no one is there to yell at you when you start talking with a mouthful of frosting. I hope you have a better birthday than the last.

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my eyes are glued to your shoes, too scared to look up. too scared your green eyes might meet mine. too scared they won't look at me like they use to.

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Mar 15, 2019

Mar 15, 2019 at 7:52 AM UTC

ROZxo

green eyes

my eyes are glued to your shoes, too scared to look up. too scared your green eyes might meet mine. too scared they won't look at me like they use to.

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I miss the thought of us, but maybe there was nothing to think of from the beginning.

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Mar 5, 2019

Mar 5, 2019 at 1:58 PM UTC

ROZxo

reminence

I miss the thought of us, but maybe there was nothing to think of from the beginning.

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Life is too short to spend it at war with yourself. Jon York 2019

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ROZxo

Mar 2, 2019

Mar 2, 2019 at 2:49 PM UTC

jon-york

With Yourself

Life is too short to spend it at war with yourself. Jon York 2019

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We're almost touching. we were walking side by side, you're talking about cabs in your hometown. I can feel the gravity of your hand, calling my fingers whispering "it's alright." We're touching but not quite. you held my shoulder to protect me from the passing cars. and for the first time in a long while, I felt so fragile. In this world where I find it hard even to breathe, you believed me. I almost said it. All I need is one ounce of strength to tell you every single thing that I have ever felt about you. I want to find home in your collarbones. Would you be kind enough to let a stranger in? I want to seep in your being because I'm cold. The world is harsh and my cracks are aching. Almost.

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ROZxo

Mar 2, 2019

Mar 2, 2019 at 2:45 PM UTC

PinkFujoshi

This is how girls with anxiety love

We're almost touching. we were walking side by side, you're talking about cabs in your hometown. I can feel the gravity of your hand, calling my fingers whispering "it's alright." We're touching but not quite. you held my shoulder to protect me from the passing cars. and for the first time in a long while, I felt so fragile. In this world where I find it hard even to breathe, you believed me. I almost said it. All I need is one ounce of strength to tell you every single thing that I have ever felt about you. I want to find home in your collarbones. Would you be kind enough to let a stranger in? I want to seep in your being because I'm cold. The world is harsh and my cracks are aching. Almost.

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I am not the wood from the benches that I sat miserably on in the courtroom. But the yellow in the petals of the beautiful sunflowers that danced beneath the sun.

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Mar 1, 2019

Mar 1, 2019 at 10:40 PM UTC

ROZxo

custody battle

I am not the wood from the benches that I sat miserably on in the courtroom. But the yellow in the petals of the beautiful sunflowers that danced beneath the sun.

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i never used to smoke but since you left, it’s the only time i can seem to breathe

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ROZxo

Mar 1, 2019

Mar 1, 2019 at 10:29 PM UTC

skeletons

Smoker

i never used to smoke but since you left, it’s the only time i can seem to breathe

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