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reflectivethoughts
reflectivethoughts
26/F/Somewhere in the world I like the smell of the earth and the site of trees, the sound of laughter, and the taste of the sea.
for we all have untold stories of pain and joy that makes living and loving unique to us all might I tell you a secret and I promise not to be frequent be gracious in ones judgement of others for we are all sisters and brothers
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Jun 15, 2018
Jun 15, 2018 at 2:47 PM UTC
Sisters and brothers
bubbles hit her stomach making her giddy and cheer until she wakes the next morning frozen by fear squeezing her eyes shut she counts to ten sick from her gut she’s woken up in the pits of hell he gives her a fright as he puts up a fight from this moment on her life is forever changed like everything she previously new has suddenly been rearranged but she knows she has the ability despite all of her fragility to escape this restraint and not be lost in its taint the truth that she holds has taken years to unfold for she is done being weak it takes courage to speak rising from the darkness bright rapture springs she has no more time for the heartless as she spreads her burning wings
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Jun 15, 2018
Jun 15, 2018 at 2:14 PM UTC
Wings
I look up and search the leaden skies observing all of its fury shapes of concrete destruction stare down at me my heart grows sick my anxious mind prepares for the fumes that pollute our precious planet   I watch the angry faces and their fast paces trying to disguise myself I hurriedly follow and just for a second I feel like one of them but my legs fail beneath me and I fall deeply into the grains beyond age until I close my eyes and remember that I am so far from last November
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Jun 6, 2018
Jun 6, 2018 at 4:54 AM UTC
The city last November
For a moment there is a gentle breeze and my hair tickles my faintly freckled nose your warm golden eyes reflect back at me catching mine the sun strengthens my small imperfect body I reach to you absorbing your skin beneath my finger tips I notice your mole beneath your left ear and the curve of your soft neck I am overwhelmed by your gentle presence for it feels like the earth is still blowing away my gathering clouds my noisy thoughts you take me to a place so unknown to me home.
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Jun 5, 2018
Jun 5, 2018 at 5:06 PM UTC
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