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Tardigrade
Tardigrade
Everything will fall into place.
I want to talk to you, But you're so out of reach, Even if I cried and screamed- You would never hear me.
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Dec 11, 2016
Dec 11, 2016 at 5:26 AM UTC
Out of reach
Every since I was a child, I thought I would be the man to change the world, Create something new, find the cure to cancer, make a woman feel like the best one in the world, or even set a world record. However, as I'm growing up I'm noticing something, something that teachers always tell you. "History repeats itself" And that it does.
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Dec 11, 2016
Dec 11, 2016 at 4:28 AM UTC
Repetition
Love is a mysterious thing. It can have you love something so much about a person that you'd never had loved otherwise. For me, It's the way she crinkles her nose when she tries not to smile, Or the way she unconsciously drools on my chest when we're laying together. It's honestly the most beautiful thing in the world and I wouldn't trade it for anything.
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Mar 31, 2016
Mar 31, 2016 at 5:50 PM UTC
Untitled
The flame burning inside me Is shining bright; Unwavering and ready To show you all of Myself without Hesitation.
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Mar 30, 2016
Mar 30, 2016 at 10:30 PM UTC
Internal flame
There is a three sided mask To every person. The side that's desired The side that's trapped And the side that's internal. My internal side is filled with words, Words that have been beat into me As a child and ones that I've come to believe. Weird, Freak, ****** up, Unwanted, Lost cause, Disappointment. All words that have come from The people I love and trust. The trapped side is chained. Chained and suffering, Striving to break free. Suffocated To the point Painful Tears of blood Stream my face. It has fangs and horns To remind me of its Evil presence. The desired side is free. Free as a bird soaring Through the clear, baby-blue Sky. Free where green vines and grass Can grow and bud flowers To show I have potential. It has stars which show Even in the night I can soar And be as beautiful as day. It's the side I progress to be And hope to one day become. There's also a piece of the mask That's incorporated on every side. That's the white space. The white space allows for growth And room to improve. It helps me believe I can become More than I ever was before. What are your three sides?
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Mar 29, 2016
Mar 29, 2016 at 9:52 PM UTC
Three-Sided Mask
In all my years I've seen many beautiful things: Sunsets Flowers Mountain views And more But none of them compare To the beauty of her blue-gray eyes When she looks at me And says she loves me. To me, That's true beauty.
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Mar 28, 2016
Mar 28, 2016 at 1:28 AM UTC
Beauty
I'm floating in purgatory - My soul has no where to go. I hover aimlessly through The deserted space Reliving my memories and life Thinking how it would be different If I was an actual human being, One who was capable of love, One who could smile And make others feel better. But it's too late now because I'm floating in purgatory.
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Mar 24, 2016
Mar 24, 2016 at 10:28 PM UTC
Floating in Purgatory
Love isn't so fragile To be broken by a twig Or a stone Or a hammer. It can outlast anything As long as there's a tie. But you'd know that better Than I. So I'll take the hits The slashes And all the fear. But I will remain strong I promise you that Because I told you forever And that's a keeper.
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Mar 22, 2016
Mar 22, 2016 at 10:31 PM UTC
Love isn't so fragile
I hear your Silent screams, Your Internal cries. They rip me to shreads And I don't know why. I've been here for months Trying to help But you reject my attempts And continue to yelp.
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Mar 21, 2016
Mar 21, 2016 at 9:00 PM UTC
Conflict Within.
Happy first day of Spring! We're expecting snow. Mother Nature can't Make up her mind, But neither can I. It feels misplaced Like it doesn't belong, I feel like the puzzle piece You can never find a spot for. I guess that's what happens, When you wait too long.
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Mar 20, 2016
Mar 20, 2016 at 6:14 PM UTC
Snow in Spring