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sadie-k
sadie-k
Canadian I will never be fooled into thinking that words hold no power.
There is a place i long to go where clouds appear like mountains on the horizon and the only sound is no sound at all I am waiting for a call- a sign saying go find your home among quiet sunsets and beneath skies of scattered stars should i travel so far to such a place? The answers I can not find and waiting takes too much time So I shall gather my thoughts and turn them to ink take my dreams and transform them into kites- anticipate the wind until the day comes when I can fly.
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Nov 13, 2013
Nov 13, 2013 at 2:27 PM UTC
My home I long to find
When I think of you I think of your eyes and how blue they are- the kind of blue the could drown a thousand men. And I know that each one of those men would count it a privilege to die in such pretty blue eyes. Your eyes remind me of drowning and I guess I also think of dying when I think of you and how to die without you by my side would be such a terrible way to die. And if you were to be the first to die I think I would drown myself anyways because without your blue eyes to gaze into I would find my eyes constantly longing to look at the sea. The sea reminds me of you more than anything else that is why if a day comes that I can't be by your side I would rather be in the depths of the sea because without you- I am not me.
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Nov 1, 2013
Nov 1, 2013 at 9:49 PM UTC
You remind me of drowning
You're not heartless, your heart just doesn't have a home maybe you're homeless with no place to call your own and I know I'm no palace but I could be you're home sweet home.
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Sep 25, 2013
Sep 25, 2013 at 9:56 PM UTC
Home(less)
People say to let go of the past and yet I'm entirely unsure of how one is capable of doing such a thing. How can I let go of something that is physically attached to my being- to my existence! For as long as I live the memories of the past live along side me, knit into my being flowing through my blood. I cannot let go- although the past is in the past, I am not. I am here with every memory and I fear that the only way to let go of the past is to forget it. I will do no such thing.
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Sep 14, 2013
Sep 14, 2013 at 10:10 PM UTC
To let go is to forget
Perhaps the most significant of all my struggles in life is the fact that even my immense love for words fails to express the way I feel when you look at me.
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Sep 3, 2013
Sep 3, 2013 at 9:59 PM UTC
Struggles
It's like this: I have the entire world in front of me. Yet all I dream of are the cosmos and galaxies.
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Sep 1, 2013
Sep 1, 2013 at 6:10 PM UTC
XVIII
You had empty hands and a full heart which made me think that there was no one I'd rather have by my side. I told myself that maybe I could be the one to fill those empty hands with my own. But distance is a funny thing and no one expresses just how they feel when they know what's coming next. I've heard people say that two weeks isn't enough time to be sure that something's meant to be. Yet our goodbye was far more sweet than it was bitter which makes me think that maybe next time there won't have to be a goodbye.
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Aug 20, 2013
Aug 20, 2013 at 2:05 AM UTC
Distance is a funny thing
Can you kiss me before I find the wrong words to say? Before I piece together phrases that I think I mean, but I don't. I need a sign or maybe a sunset with you by my side would be enough to convince me that I'm in love. You've thrown your every emotion into me and I've searched myself inside and out to find something worth giving back but I keep coming back with empty hands. You tell me there's no such thing as empty hands if I have you because you'd fill the gaps between my fingers with your own. You can fill my hands, but I can't fill your heart. I know I can't measure up to what you've done for me or how you feel for me and perhaps it is for that very reason that I can not persuade my own lips to form the words you want to hear. So kiss me before I say something far from what I mean and maybe that will be enough.
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Aug 18, 2013
Aug 18, 2013 at 2:14 PM UTC
I wish I could love you
Your beauty could stop a beating heart But you contain it for us. And your strength could break this world apart But you contain it for us.
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Aug 12, 2013
Aug 12, 2013 at 4:49 AM UTC
For us
Some love fades away, but our love is forever- carved into the trees.
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Jul 30, 2013
Jul 30, 2013 at 10:19 AM UTC
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