matt-mcclinton-1 - Hello Poetry

I wonder how the words at times don't come back but at the same time I wish I ran into old friends more as I close my blinds and hope a neighbour or passerby doesn't see me do so Is it because I was never looking or don't wish to find?

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Apr 16, 2014

Apr 16, 2014 at 1:04 AM UTC

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I wonder how the words at times don't come back but at the same time I wish I ran into old friends more as I close my blinds and hope a neighbour or passerby doesn't see me do so Is it because I was never looking or don't wish to find?

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Is it that he's older Or that he's better looking? Is it because when he looks down his stomach doesn't hide his belt buckle and can run from place to place without loosing his breathe? Is it because his sweatshirts don't smell like cigarettes? Or perhaps it's because he doesn't struggle to speak in large social settings. Is it that he can make you laugh Better or more often than I? What makes him better then me

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Feb 7, 2014

Feb 7, 2014 at 4:07 AM UTC

What makes him better then me

Is it that he's older Or that he's better looking? Is it because when he looks down his stomach doesn't hide his belt buckle and can run from place to place without loosing his breathe? Is it because his sweatshirts don't smell like cigarettes? Or perhaps it's because he doesn't struggle to speak in large social settings. Is it that he can make you laugh Better or more often than I? What makes him better then me

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I wonder how Many Friday nights I have ruined Hoping that someone Feels as ****** As I do The truth is I am sorry I was young I didn't know How to deal With that kind Of thing. Turns Out Cartoon Network Doesn't really prepare You for that Kind of ****

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Jan 12, 2014

Jan 12, 2014 at 2:55 AM UTC

back then

I wonder how Many Friday nights I have ruined Hoping that someone Feels as ****** As I do The truth is I am sorry I was young I didn't know How to deal With that kind Of thing. Turns Out Cartoon Network Doesn't really prepare You for that Kind of ****

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Sometimes I feel Like I've been Searching for so Long that I'm Not even sure What I'm looking For anymore now

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Dec 28, 2013

Dec 28, 2013 at 9:51 PM UTC

the cold days

Sometimes I feel Like I've been Searching for so Long that I'm Not even sure What I'm looking For anymore now

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Strange to think I've known you for three years Yet only have I heard your voice a handful of times And the waters we stand by are not one in the same And though my words must travel great distances to reach you, The journey does not corrode them. And though we may not speak as often as I'd like, I have not forgotten you I wonder how many times I thought about you fixing your hair or laughing at my stupid joke If only I could fold the earth and step over the mound to be by you If only

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Nov 6, 2013

Nov 6, 2013 at 4:38 PM UTC

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Strange to think I've known you for three years Yet only have I heard your voice a handful of times And the waters we stand by are not one in the same And though my words must travel great distances to reach you, The journey does not corrode them. And though we may not speak as often as I'd like, I have not forgotten you I wonder how many times I thought about you fixing your hair or laughing at my stupid joke If only I could fold the earth and step over the mound to be by you If only

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Never did I think That someone would see me Whilst hiding in plain sight While trying to hide from everyone Thank you for finding me

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Oct 11, 2013

Oct 11, 2013 at 11:26 PM UTC

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Never did I think That someone would see me Whilst hiding in plain sight While trying to hide from everyone Thank you for finding me

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Many dont see the perks of silence It allows one to hear things they had not before The whirl of the fan The quiet hum of the AC The gentle roar of the engine If all are but silent The uninspirated thoughts Are free to roam But we do not appreciate this gift

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Sep 20, 2013

Sep 20, 2013 at 7:46 PM UTC

Silence

Many dont see the perks of silence It allows one to hear things they had not before The whirl of the fan The quiet hum of the AC The gentle roar of the engine If all are but silent The uninspirated thoughts Are free to roam But we do not appreciate this gift

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The campus was all but silent Rushing water, whistle of the wind Unrhythmic, the two untrained melodies Yet they seem to form a single song The grass is all uniform Shape and size they are all the same But alas they are unique Some carry strong patches of brown Deep into the shallow roots Some with scattered leaves And little pink flowers Autumn is approaching

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Sep 16, 2013

Sep 16, 2013 at 12:22 AM UTC

Autumn is Approaching

The campus was all but silent Rushing water, whistle of the wind Unrhythmic, the two untrained melodies Yet they seem to form a single song The grass is all uniform Shape and size they are all the same But alas they are unique Some carry strong patches of brown Deep into the shallow roots Some with scattered leaves And little pink flowers Autumn is approaching

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So this is normal living Not wanting to end it all Not wanting to forget it all It doesn't feel right

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Sep 8, 2013

Sep 8, 2013 at 2:08 AM UTC

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