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matalyn-nelson
matalyn-nelson
Listen, just listen.
Black as night, Dark as hate, Deep as oceans, Big as sun; They mock me, laughing in anger, smiling at my sorrow. Twitching ever so slightly, I imagine even a glimpse a slight light, emitted a twinkle or a star of contentment. But then it disappears, a fragment of my imagination. They are pools into the past: hiding all their good times, memories, love, underneath.
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Feb 19, 2013
Feb 19, 2013 at 5:49 PM UTC
Eyes of stone.
You! You are imperfect! (surprise) You you you and you. Every single one of you cheerleaders. Every princess and every nerd. All the little muscles and big muscles. The mothers and fathers and lovers and celebrities and billionaires and actresses and models, too! Every single human on this earth is imperfect. But guess what?! That's what makes us, us. You. Me. All of us together in one jumbo mess of oceans and ethnicities. It's beautiful and ugly and difficult and spectacular all in one breath. So stop hating your imperfections and your "almost there" 's. We have them for a reason. Flaunt that imperfection, babe.
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Feb 9, 2013
Feb 9, 2013 at 4:43 PM UTC
Imperfection.
There are pieces inside of everyone; some lovely, some genuine, some tenacious, some sad. we all have a name, a future to claim, yet we sit back and wonder why the other got it first. why is he or she or whom or him better than all of us? are we tired? are we unintelligent? are we less than golden and successful? who, I ask, are you not to be? it isn't the clothes you wear nor the walk you walk. It is the talk you talk amongst the gossip; standing up for a soul and showing you are brave to be hurt. The more you push the less you have to give. So push every day for the rest of your life. And someday, someday you may be who you are to be and your pieces will collide and mesh and form something wonderful.
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Jan 11, 2013
Jan 11, 2013 at 12:46 AM UTC
Puzzling; our society.
it wasn't long it wasn't perfect but I knew that it was final. goodbyes didn't even place a part or a piece. we just..stopped. and just like that, he left. he left. he left.
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Jan 6, 2013
Jan 6, 2013 at 9:53 PM UTC
and like that, he left.