michaelJALTN - Hello Poetry

Time has felt like wandering in soft colored lips. It was cold last we watched water break on sand. Skipping the days lesson wasn't important kissing you was.

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Feb 28, 2016

Feb 28, 2016 at 6:01 PM UTC

Beach Daze

Time has felt like wandering in soft colored lips. It was cold last we watched water break on sand. Skipping the days lesson wasn't important kissing you was.

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In some parts of your amiable self deprivation, you find my interpretation of us. Take a couple of drinks make sure they count and enamor yourself with the thought of freedom trust me you'll be fine and ill miss work and sleep more than id like remember the sleep and feverish talk of a future memory make sure you catch your breath when you're done my ties to your happiness were eager and sincere. I hope you know I hope you noticed and I hope you don't fall apart like the fluid motion of bones against pavement.

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Feb 19, 2016

Feb 19, 2016 at 12:08 AM UTC

Anna

In some parts of your amiable self deprivation, you find my interpretation of us. Take a couple of drinks make sure they count and enamor yourself with the thought of freedom trust me you'll be fine and ill miss work and sleep more than id like remember the sleep and feverish talk of a future memory make sure you catch your breath when you're done my ties to your happiness were eager and sincere. I hope you know I hope you noticed and I hope you don't fall apart like the fluid motion of bones against pavement.

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I hope you keep it close to you, that your thoughts are kept and your memories are safe there, that one look, months from now, will bring you back to the cold and the laughter and the shared intimacy. Grace, imagine if i could keep you there. That was the plan i hope you stuck to it.

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Feb 18, 2016

Feb 18, 2016 at 11:46 PM UTC

Structure

I hope you keep it close to you, that your thoughts are kept and your memories are safe there, that one look, months from now, will bring you back to the cold and the laughter and the shared intimacy. Grace, imagine if i could keep you there. That was the plan i hope you stuck to it.

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A mining town is the opposite of what we are. We are sunshine and fake laughter and fake fun and sun and rain But we hold true to the fact that we love a good joke. We love a good relationship. A good drink at a decent bar. What I like is a nice kiss. One that last more than 5 seconds. That type often means a lot. or it means nothing at all. I like that 6 year trial run. I like when it burned. I like how the pictures burned with it. I feel so much about it. What do you feel? Do you feel that this town could be taught to mine? Do you feel we could mine and mine deep enough to find what was buried deep under? Is it worth a further catastrophe? Would it be worth the walls crumbling and you and I would be captured in what was? What felt like a longer than usual kiss? The kind that I like, the kind that once meant something?

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Feb 17, 2016

Feb 17, 2016 at 8:37 PM UTC

Mining Town

A mining town is the opposite of what we are. We are sunshine and fake laughter and fake fun and sun and rain But we hold true to the fact that we love a good joke. We love a good relationship. A good drink at a decent bar. What I like is a nice kiss. One that last more than 5 seconds. That type often means a lot. or it means nothing at all. I like that 6 year trial run. I like when it burned. I like how the pictures burned with it. I feel so much about it. What do you feel? Do you feel that this town could be taught to mine? Do you feel we could mine and mine deep enough to find what was buried deep under? Is it worth a further catastrophe? Would it be worth the walls crumbling and you and I would be captured in what was? What felt like a longer than usual kiss? The kind that I like, the kind that once meant something?

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