rubybartlett - Hello Poetry

I don't see myself living past the age of 25 I feel sick with confusion

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Jun 23, 2020

Jun 23, 2020 at 9:24 PM UTC

I don't see myself living past the age of 25 I feel sick with confusion

I never thought id be here again, hello you haven't been missed but I'm glad you're back you bring me back to the feeling that I'm the only person who will be here for me it's not a happy thought but its a thought

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Jun 23, 2020

Jun 23, 2020 at 7:56 AM UTC

dark

I never thought id be here again, hello you haven't been missed but I'm glad you're back you bring me back to the feeling that I'm the only person who will be here for me it's not a happy thought but its a thought

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I am the autumn leaves I will fall Crumble away But I will grow as the flowers bloom on the first day of spring Only when you're gone ill know my true worth

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Jun 23, 2020

Jun 23, 2020 at 7:50 AM UTC

Seasonal Depression

I am the autumn leaves I will fall Crumble away But I will grow as the flowers bloom on the first day of spring Only when you're gone ill know my true worth

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I hope you dream about me Wake up feeling regret for what you've lost, what you've betrayed You pick tiles off the floor like the concrete had never kept them there Me thinking that if I lay in my own sadness that I will eventually swallow down the drain

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Jun 23, 2020

Jun 23, 2020 at 7:46 AM UTC

past lover

I hope you dream about me Wake up feeling regret for what you've lost, what you've betrayed You pick tiles off the floor like the concrete had never kept them there Me thinking that if I lay in my own sadness that I will eventually swallow down the drain

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tap - drips, reminding sounds of past lovers and how they still linger on tiles - a bond, strong not even your creator can pick you off from where they stand and how they try the tap drips offbeat from the tiles, which I stand making it hard for me to go to a peaceful dreamland the baths ocean - hugs me, serenity

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May 27, 2019

May 27, 2019 at 4:37 AM UTC

bathroom

tap - drips, reminding sounds of past lovers and how they still linger on tiles - a bond, strong not even your creator can pick you off from where they stand and how they try the tap drips offbeat from the tiles, which I stand making it hard for me to go to a peaceful dreamland the baths ocean - hugs me, serenity

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the wind has sinned she can't help it she is obsessed with the thought of control and power over the leaves as light as air, they say but can't they see what has happened to the leaves? their crying and bleeding so harmless but so destructive when she has the chance she didn't want to be like this but the moon has hurt her in some way the air doesn't see that she causes to be wind when she gets mixed with the trees

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Apr 26, 2019

Apr 26, 2019 at 9:37 PM UTC

3:28 a.m. - part 2

the wind has sinned she can't help it she is obsessed with the thought of control and power over the leaves as light as air, they say but can't they see what has happened to the leaves? their crying and bleeding so harmless but so destructive when she has the chance she didn't want to be like this but the moon has hurt her in some way the air doesn't see that she causes to be wind when she gets mixed with the trees

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degraded and tired the leaves cry as the wind pushes them around, they're used to this by now although they beg the moon for forgiveness as he was the one who was their only witness they knew their time was limitless the moon ignores their cries, their pleads as the leaves get pushed to bleed the moon, he stares but doesn't say a word, he's always there but so is air

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Apr 24, 2019

Apr 24, 2019 at 9:56 PM UTC

3:28 a.m. - the leaves, wind and moon

degraded and tired the leaves cry as the wind pushes them around, they're used to this by now although they beg the moon for forgiveness as he was the one who was their only witness they knew their time was limitless the moon ignores their cries, their pleads as the leaves get pushed to bleed the moon, he stares but doesn't say a word, he's always there but so is air

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