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liz-o
liz-o
Didn't think I liked poetry but then I found Emily Dickinson and now I get it! I've just started learning and I'm really enjoying it. I like the serious and the silly :-)
I chased my thoughts away with a scream, yet they still flocked back to peck, peck, peck at my peace of mind.
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Jan 29, 2021
Jan 29, 2021 at 7:10 PM UTC
Thoughts
I’ll be your safety net for the climb you have ahead. Forge your way, you precious soul, and search for your joy with gusto.
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Jul 21, 2019
Jul 21, 2019 at 1:48 AM UTC
Untitled
My heart still beats, My body still breathes, And the earth still travels regardless.
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Jul 21, 2019
Jul 21, 2019 at 12:35 AM UTC
Leave the nonsense behind
Live with your demons, they’re often here to stay. Let them have their say, but never own it.
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Mar 30, 2019
Mar 30, 2019 at 8:55 PM UTC
Unbanished
I know what it’s like; To break a heart. To have no malice, Yet still tear one apart. It took a while to see That you weren’t for me, But you wouldn’t set me free, So I did it; For self-preservation.
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Mar 16, 2019
Mar 16, 2019 at 1:24 AM UTC
Hard to Admit
Second time around, because graceful didn’t cut it. Time to smash the whole bottle against the wall.
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Mar 16, 2019
Mar 16, 2019 at 1:11 AM UTC
The Last Glass My ***
And so I learned to hide. My camouflage protecting me from pain, but keeping both the freaks and the norms at bay.
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Mar 16, 2019
Mar 16, 2019 at 1:07 AM UTC
Find your people
Underneath the noise, a place of peace and disorientation. No toys to cling to or identify us. A reality of nothing; not even words to define the emptiness. Feeling relief from the lack of badness, but rallying against the lack of goodness. Who’d have thought just being would be so hard.
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Mar 16, 2019
Mar 16, 2019 at 12:11 AM UTC
Being
I took a rest after being My best But still failing the test Of my own perfection. What happened in that pause, when I looked At the cause Of my suffering and yours? I saw protection. The ego, let loose, fights Without a truce, Until you're tied in a noose, Awaiting the push of failure. But the humans that we are seldom live Without a scar, And we’ve travelled so far That we’ve earned our freedom.
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Mar 6, 2019
Mar 6, 2019 at 7:02 PM UTC
The Pause
Not all of his words live on in my being; as I wasn’t aware there’d be a test to revise for. But the ones I have left help me see and give me shelter, so I carry them with care and share them often.
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Sep 27, 2018
Sep 27, 2018 at 9:49 PM UTC
You can’t win them all