blahblahblah - Hello Poetry

I want to speak French, and read more, and wear suits more often but in a casual way, and also wear a watch, and design book covers as a side job, while working for and helping children who don’t have great homes. I want to be a morally better person, and live life to its fullest potential, and stay in shape because I want to live long, and not because I want to look good. I want to be able to have a great time and remember it, I want to remember to take my meds every day for so long that it becomes part of me and I am finally better, I want to be in a triathlon. I want to create art that makes you feel so alone that you don’t care what happens next, but make music that makes you want to live forever because there will never be enough time to experience everything you want to feel. I want to share moments with strangers that make us life long friends. I want to feel things I’ve never even thought were possible, and fall in love with people that I didn’t even think exist.

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Nov 27, 2016

Nov 27, 2016 at 11:36 PM UTC

A Better Person

I want to speak French, and read more, and wear suits more often but in a casual way, and also wear a watch, and design book covers as a side job, while working for and helping children who don’t have great homes. I want to be a morally better person, and live life to its fullest potential, and stay in shape because I want to live long, and not because I want to look good. I want to be able to have a great time and remember it, I want to remember to take my meds every day for so long that it becomes part of me and I am finally better, I want to be in a triathlon. I want to create art that makes you feel so alone that you don’t care what happens next, but make music that makes you want to live forever because there will never be enough time to experience everything you want to feel. I want to share moments with strangers that make us life long friends. I want to feel things I’ve never even thought were possible, and fall in love with people that I didn’t even think exist.

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She's so different from who I used to love, every time I see her or talk to her it's like this ghost or something haunting me. It looks, talks, and smells like her. And it should be her. But as much as I want it to be, it never is.

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Oct 7, 2015

Oct 7, 2015 at 7:45 PM UTC

Ghost

She's so different from who I used to love, every time I see her or talk to her it's like this ghost or something haunting me. It looks, talks, and smells like her. And it should be her. But as much as I want it to be, it never is.

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I knew. I knew it from the second she opened her door, her boots in my hand, not even knowing who she was. I knew I was in love. I knew she was in love. Both scared to admit it, but we were. I knew we wouldn't last. She would have to be the one to end it. She was going to have to break my heart. And it couldn't be a clean break. No, no that wouldn't work. My love was too strong. I was prepared to put up a fight. I knew she was going to have to smash it, burn it, then forget it in the rain. And even then, I'd still want her. I knew I would. There was nothing she could do to make the pain stronger than the love. I knew there was no end. Right when she opened the door. I knew.

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Sep 1, 2015

Sep 1, 2015 at 9:11 PM UTC

whatthef#ck makeitstop

I knew. I knew it from the second she opened her door, her boots in my hand, not even knowing who she was. I knew I was in love. I knew she was in love. Both scared to admit it, but we were. I knew we wouldn't last. She would have to be the one to end it. She was going to have to break my heart. And it couldn't be a clean break. No, no that wouldn't work. My love was too strong. I was prepared to put up a fight. I knew she was going to have to smash it, burn it, then forget it in the rain. And even then, I'd still want her. I knew I would. There was nothing she could do to make the pain stronger than the love. I knew there was no end. Right when she opened the door. I knew.

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I was purchased, used, and thrown out. I got to see a few good times. Usually blurry or something got in the way, but it was still sort of ok. The cycle starts over. I'm purchased, used, and thrown out. Once again I see wonderful things, but usually posed and fake. It was still sort of ok. Until the cycle starts over.

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Aug 3, 2015

Aug 3, 2015 at 4:54 PM UTC

My Life as a Disposable Camera

I was purchased, used, and thrown out. I got to see a few good times. Usually blurry or something got in the way, but it was still sort of ok. The cycle starts over. I'm purchased, used, and thrown out. Once again I see wonderful things, but usually posed and fake. It was still sort of ok. Until the cycle starts over.

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The thought of you makes me sick I can't function or focus My heart aches My legs are weak Crowded by my thoughts And all I want is to be left alone While someone keeps me company But you can't do that when you're 180 miles away We fall apart Say our goodbyes Through a fuzzy telephone line I'm left broken but hopeful Terrified of every option

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Jul 24, 2015

Jul 24, 2015 at 4:18 PM UTC

One Hundred Eighty Miles of Telephone Wire

The thought of you makes me sick I can't function or focus My heart aches My legs are weak Crowded by my thoughts And all I want is to be left alone While someone keeps me company But you can't do that when you're 180 miles away We fall apart Say our goodbyes Through a fuzzy telephone line I'm left broken but hopeful Terrified of every option

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I just wrote a poem but deleted it and wrote this instead

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Jul 24, 2015

Jul 24, 2015 at 4:05 PM UTC

exhausted

I just wrote a poem but deleted it and wrote this instead

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Your kisses are a bite of tangerine, Sweet and refreshing. Your eyes are an eclipse, Gold and magnificent. Your laugh is sunshine, Bursting through dark gray clouds. Your love is a river, Beautiful and overflowing; A night sky, Infinite and full of light.

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Jul 16, 2015

Jul 16, 2015 at 11:40 AM UTC

Tangerine Kisses

Your kisses are a bite of tangerine, Sweet and refreshing. Your eyes are an eclipse, Gold and magnificent. Your laugh is sunshine, Bursting through dark gray clouds. Your love is a river, Beautiful and overflowing; A night sky, Infinite and full of light.

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I fell in love with your cat naps And bad days Your crazy laugh And golden eyes Your mind is like a puzzle I'll never truly solve Your body like a cloud I always want to chase I fell in love with your day dreams And good days Your sweet kisses And soft touch

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Jul 14, 2015

Jul 14, 2015 at 9:51 PM UTC

Fell in Love

I fell in love with your cat naps And bad days Your crazy laugh And golden eyes Your mind is like a puzzle I'll never truly solve Your body like a cloud I always want to chase I fell in love with your day dreams And good days Your sweet kisses And soft touch

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With every breath I take She takes my breath away She stores them in a jar inside a cupboard Waiting there for me to take them I know they're there It's no big secret But I keep them there They're hers for keeping

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Jul 11, 2015

Jul 11, 2015 at 1:35 AM UTC

Cupboard

With every breath I take She takes my breath away She stores them in a jar inside a cupboard Waiting there for me to take them I know they're there It's no big secret But I keep them there They're hers for keeping

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The water runs cold through my hair, Across my face and down my back. I stand there motionless, Emotionless. The ground changes from dirt to mud, Between my toes and through my soles. I sit there motionless, Emotionless. The sky pours down my back, Into my clothes and soaks my bones. I lie there motionless, Emotionless. The thoughts in my head start to fade, Beyond my sight and far from home. I am motionless, Emotionless.

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May 24, 2015

May 24, 2015 at 2:39 AM UTC

Dirt

The water runs cold through my hair, Across my face and down my back. I stand there motionless, Emotionless. The ground changes from dirt to mud, Between my toes and through my soles. I sit there motionless, Emotionless. The sky pours down my back, Into my clothes and soaks my bones. I lie there motionless, Emotionless. The thoughts in my head start to fade, Beyond my sight and far from home. I am motionless, Emotionless.

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