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ZenPen
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[amused] "You're too smart for your own good. Has anyone told you that?" / [smiles] "Yes."
I have visions of myself, Dancing, Laughing, Loving. I have visions of myself, Screaming, Crying, Shouting. Full of joy, Full of regret. Buried in depression, Digging with obsession. I belonged to no one, Who belonged to everyone. Sulking in my sorrow, A helping hand is all I need to borrow.
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Mar 25, 2015
Mar 25, 2015 at 2:45 PM UTC
Spitting Image.
There's a thought that haunts me In the mornings When the sun peeks through the curtains And it blinds me And the coffee is burnt So I take a morning dose of Smoke to mute my taste buds It haunts me at work Where my smile is as fake As the honey tone of my voice But they'll believe it And buy two for two fifty anyway Because I've asked them oh so Nicely It plagues me in the evening When I've settled down with a brush In my hand Painting abstract strokes with No road map No idea where they're going Just a current of blending colors And lines It strikes me at night When I'm closing my eyes And willing myself to sleep Though the sheep don't run home Because the path is drenched In regret That thought Which haunts me And itches at me And runs laps through my mind Is that I've never felt peace In someone's arms Never felt so fulfilled To touch someone Never had words powerful Enough to describe it The thought that harrows me In all the hours I know Is that I've never known Love
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Mar 25, 2015
Mar 25, 2015 at 2:24 PM UTC
Thought
I'm trying to get inside my mind But all I find are empty spaces inside I'm trying to find the words in time But all I see are letters spread wide I want to share my thoughts with you I want to show you my world too I want to shine some light into you mind I want to shake away all your fears I can't find the words to tell you My dear, I long for you to know The beauty inside my mind Is nothing you could ever imagine What can I do Life is Beautiful But you don't have a clue
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Mar 25, 2015
Mar 25, 2015 at 1:45 PM UTC
Bright Side Of The Moon.
The Strength of The female carrying a nation in her womb, leaders, criminal master minds and you. Feeding clans, communities and villages, nurturing earth. Sheltering the youth, in storms of the future ahead, wiping your tears strengthening your heart again. She is always there and has The Hands of warmth, holding you tight to lands of joy
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Mar 24, 2015
Mar 24, 2015 at 4:36 PM UTC
Her strength
I jump, I light. I gleam, I bloom. My palms are sweating, My eyes are shining. My heart is racing, My feet are tapping. I have one chance to show the world what I am capable of. I have one chance to show the world months of my hard work. I have one chance to shine in the light of my soul. I have one chance to prove myself to the world. I stand behind the curtain, Listening to the crowd chanting my name. I tell myself that there is nothing I have ever wanted more than this, That I have everything at stake to bring me fame. I pray I don't fail, I pray I don't fall. I promised myself that I would do this to prove myself worthy. I promised myself that I would come out to the top. The stage is bare, The lights are sharp. The curtains expose me, The music begins to play. My palm are sweating, My eyes are shining. My heart is racing, My feet are tapping. I jump, I light. I gleam, I bloom.
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Mar 24, 2015
Mar 24, 2015 at 4:29 PM UTC
Just Folkin Dance.
Saying goodbye To someone you love Is like reading the final page Of an amazing book. As the last chapter ends You begin to notice Just how beautiful And perfect The plot always was.   You appreciate the joy And even the pain As you read and thumb Through every page. Finally understanding The moral of the story, You realize you've reached The end of this journey. Although the last sentence   Is the most difficult to read Another great book awaits Once you turn the final page. Eventually you may stumble Upon yet another great find. Or maybe you'll return To the book you left behind. You may just discover Once all is said and done That this particular book   Was your favorite story All along.
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Mar 24, 2015
Mar 24, 2015 at 4:01 PM UTC
My Favorite Story
I'm leaving everything behind. I need a peace of mind. I'm leaping with my eyes shut, blind. I need to redefine. Take me to a place, Where I can run as wild as my imagination. I pled you mercy, Don't take my back to the train station.
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Mar 13, 2015
Mar 13, 2015 at 2:27 AM UTC
Fly.
Laced my love With stardust Because you Needed space.
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Mar 12, 2015
Mar 12, 2015 at 12:38 AM UTC
Look Up.
I saw you then I adored you then I loved you then I missed you then I yearned for you And now I'm scared because I feel like I'm starting to hate you
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Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 6:37 PM UTC
too scared
Do not fall in love with people like me. I will take you to museums, and parks, and monuments, and kiss you in every beautiful place, so that you can never go back to them without tasting me like blood in your mouth. I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible. And when I leave you will finally understand, why storms are named after people. By Caitlin Siehl, Read more at http://quotesberry.com/post/111562356007/when-i-leave-you-will-finally-understand-why-storms#Ek7vYV2HDA5XTZ4M.99
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Feb 24, 2015
Feb 24, 2015 at 3:14 PM UTC
Do not fall in love