patrick-charles-sites - Hello Poetry

The weather channel predicted It was going to be a cold fall morning But truthfully it was quite freezing I saw her rush past shutters all with different colors wearing a dreadful look on her face Thoughts circulated for a moment before she returned CRACK CRACK CRACK The sound of her heels meeting the ground were like thunderstorms mixed with cannon fire on the fourth of July Blue, yellow, green, and red The order in which she passed the shutters This time with a different face Brighter than the first yet more empty than the last Why the sudden change in mood Was it that brief moment in time where she could actually feel free Or Was it the blisters bursting on the soles of her feet that made her feel something more

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Aug 25, 2021

Aug 25, 2021 at 6:40 PM UTC

12th Street

The weather channel predicted It was going to be a cold fall morning But truthfully it was quite freezing I saw her rush past shutters all with different colors wearing a dreadful look on her face Thoughts circulated for a moment before she returned CRACK CRACK CRACK The sound of her heels meeting the ground were like thunderstorms mixed with cannon fire on the fourth of July Blue, yellow, green, and red The order in which she passed the shutters This time with a different face Brighter than the first yet more empty than the last Why the sudden change in mood Was it that brief moment in time where she could actually feel free Or Was it the blisters bursting on the soles of her feet that made her feel something more

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Do you remember what time it was when you forgot about me? Do you remember what you were doing when you made your decision? Was it as easy for you? Was it easy for me to accept it? I didn't think much about it at the time. But then I wasn't too sure. I wanted to speak to you, but couldn't seem to form the sentences in my head. It's like the smoke from that last cigarette clouded my mind. I felt like my lungs were burning, why couldn't I speak? Did I deserve it? The voice in the back of my mind told me I did. Was it the rejection that hurt? To be honest, I wasn't quite sure. If I couldn't be honest with myself, how on earth could I have been honest with you? And all of a sudden it was like satisfaction was a distant memory. I underestimated the power of love.

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Jun 23, 2020

Jun 23, 2020 at 7:45 PM UTC

Clickers

Do you remember what time it was when you forgot about me? Do you remember what you were doing when you made your decision? Was it as easy for you? Was it easy for me to accept it? I didn't think much about it at the time. But then I wasn't too sure. I wanted to speak to you, but couldn't seem to form the sentences in my head. It's like the smoke from that last cigarette clouded my mind. I felt like my lungs were burning, why couldn't I speak? Did I deserve it? The voice in the back of my mind told me I did. Was it the rejection that hurt? To be honest, I wasn't quite sure. If I couldn't be honest with myself, how on earth could I have been honest with you? And all of a sudden it was like satisfaction was a distant memory. I underestimated the power of love.

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There it is Your very essence Running down my throat Slowly waiting For the blood pressure to spike

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Jun 2, 2020

Jun 2, 2020 at 1:04 PM UTC

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There it is Your very essence Running down my throat Slowly waiting For the blood pressure to spike

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Blink. Blink. Stop to listen. Breath in the air that is given to you Slow it down Enjoy it

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Jun 2, 2020

Jun 2, 2020 at 1:02 PM UTC

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Blink. Blink. Stop to listen. Breath in the air that is given to you Slow it down Enjoy it

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Blowing brass Blowing brass You strike deep You strike true Sunken rooms we find you in Undeniable With a mighty groove Blowing brass Blowing brass I thank you For being you Your waves like tides Rebirth the smiles The Lost Ships and sunken tunes

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Jun 2, 2020

Jun 2, 2020 at 1:01 PM UTC

Pt 2.

Blowing brass Blowing brass You strike deep You strike true Sunken rooms we find you in Undeniable With a mighty groove Blowing brass Blowing brass I thank you For being you Your waves like tides Rebirth the smiles The Lost Ships and sunken tunes

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The desert air Heavy yet empty I feel you

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Jun 2, 2020

Jun 2, 2020 at 12:59 PM UTC

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