lilythebault - Hello Poetry

**** my ****** up heart with it's ****** up love and ****

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Apr 1, 2020

Apr 1, 2020 at 4:21 PM UTC

**** my ****** up heart with it's ****** up love and ****

I miss the pitter patter the wake ups the chit chat moments of waiting for coffee. I miss the dread of knowing this was it but I was still I was still in it. The game I would make of it in my head. The current state of things just feels all too familiar. Thank god for the music though. The music brings me back to excitement memories and life. Bye E

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Apr 1, 2020

Apr 1, 2020 at 4:17 PM UTC

to say goodbye

I miss the pitter patter the wake ups the chit chat moments of waiting for coffee. I miss the dread of knowing this was it but I was still I was still in it. The game I would make of it in my head. The current state of things just feels all too familiar. Thank god for the music though. The music brings me back to excitement memories and life. Bye E

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If they can love.... But is she dependent on her love to him to secure her own identity?

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Feb 17, 2020

Feb 17, 2020 at 3:14 PM UTC

Zilia + Aza

If they can love.... But is she dependent on her love to him to secure her own identity?

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and with fire and color and all her might, she charged at the world without any fright. because she did not want to waste any more of her days without having those sunrays in her life. she knew she was dying just as everyone else, and with this mindset, a beautiful life manifested itself.

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May 22, 2019

May 22, 2019 at 4:23 PM UTC

charge

and with fire and color and all her might, she charged at the world without any fright. because she did not want to waste any more of her days without having those sunrays in her life. she knew she was dying just as everyone else, and with this mindset, a beautiful life manifested itself.

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count, count, counting the numbers will hurt trying to fit into that skirt thinking all of your body is amounting each bite and breath pause to question each piece but you know the battle will never cease the best outcome may result in death everything that you once had will be stripped away the flesh, bone, and skin will make room for that clothes pin until you realize you're in a tailspin but you thought you were really happy anyway

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Apr 30, 2019

Apr 30, 2019 at 2:51 PM UTC

When numbers matter

count, count, counting the numbers will hurt trying to fit into that skirt thinking all of your body is amounting each bite and breath pause to question each piece but you know the battle will never cease the best outcome may result in death everything that you once had will be stripped away the flesh, bone, and skin will make room for that clothes pin until you realize you're in a tailspin but you thought you were really happy anyway

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Hi. I told you. I whispered it to you in the night. But the moon rays and the chilled wind swept my words away before they met your ears. To be continued.

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Apr 29, 2019

Apr 29, 2019 at 3:27 PM UTC

The Truth Right Now

Hi. I told you. I whispered it to you in the night. But the moon rays and the chilled wind swept my words away before they met your ears. To be continued.

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Somewhere through the trees, there's a break. A break where the light can shine through to light up the earth. The ground cracks and crumbles and becomes green again. Allowing life to persevere. Bear steps once, and bear steps twice. And eternity can go on through memories. Images of the past that last all of a lifetime in the sun's eyes. We can only know that that the greatness will grown and the bear will keep going. But the sun knows it all.

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Apr 29, 2019

Apr 29, 2019 at 3:26 PM UTC

Something about the Earth

Somewhere through the trees, there's a break. A break where the light can shine through to light up the earth. The ground cracks and crumbles and becomes green again. Allowing life to persevere. Bear steps once, and bear steps twice. And eternity can go on through memories. Images of the past that last all of a lifetime in the sun's eyes. We can only know that that the greatness will grown and the bear will keep going. But the sun knows it all.

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Real life is on our fingertips. The flick of a feather. Real life is on the tips of our tongues. Words stuck in the middle of your open throat. Real life is in the air beneath our feet when we run. But every time we leave the ground, gravity announces our place on this earth once more. Real life floats through our minds. When that song begins to play, and the rhythm makes our bones become alive again But the song must come to an end eventually. Real life is out there. Every day. We're making it. We're making it.

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Apr 29, 2019

Apr 29, 2019 at 3:23 PM UTC

We're Making It.

Real life is on our fingertips. The flick of a feather. Real life is on the tips of our tongues. Words stuck in the middle of your open throat. Real life is in the air beneath our feet when we run. But every time we leave the ground, gravity announces our place on this earth once more. Real life floats through our minds. When that song begins to play, and the rhythm makes our bones become alive again But the song must come to an end eventually. Real life is out there. Every day. We're making it. We're making it.

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I did it. That's all she wrote. But she didn't understand it had all just begun.

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Apr 29, 2019

Apr 29, 2019 at 3:17 PM UTC

Untitled

I did it. That's all she wrote. But she didn't understand it had all just begun.

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Pin needles in my head in my arms. My feet feel sharp. My knees won't bend right. Can't support my own weight. Try and stumble. Try again and fall. I am weak with strength and I am happy with weakness.

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Apr 29, 2019

Apr 29, 2019 at 3:16 PM UTC

My Body's Paradox

Pin needles in my head in my arms. My feet feel sharp. My knees won't bend right. Can't support my own weight. Try and stumble. Try again and fall. I am weak with strength and I am happy with weakness.

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