terra-lopez - Hello Poetry

every note, a reminder of you every note, a reminder of why i have to leave ______ wait for it that's what we say when we don't know what to do with pain. _______ if i could undress your thoughts and disregard your arms for armor we could go there every night we could go there every night if i could undo this love would i want to (as armor) we could go there every night we could go there every night understand that things got lost understand that i got lost understand that things get lost understand that i got lost __________ in this moment, i don't exist make me forget holding my own hand just for the sake of it this modern truth was not made for you ______ father, make me new just like your used to take me blindly forced to understand you and you can have what's mine you can have your time take me blindly forced to understand you you you

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Dec 9, 2015

Dec 9, 2015 at 5:38 PM UTC

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every note, a reminder of you every note, a reminder of why i have to leave ______ wait for it that's what we say when we don't know what to do with pain. _______ if i could undress your thoughts and disregard your arms for armor we could go there every night we could go there every night if i could undo this love would i want to (as armor) we could go there every night we could go there every night understand that things got lost understand that i got lost understand that things get lost understand that i got lost __________ in this moment, i don't exist make me forget holding my own hand just for the sake of it this modern truth was not made for you ______ father, make me new just like your used to take me blindly forced to understand you and you can have what's mine you can have your time take me blindly forced to understand you you you

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if you have a chest then you should ******* feel it I'm not a wall, blank slate either i don't envy these grey areas it fills the gaps of space of where I could be loving you instead, we're all going to deny the facts and wallow in our sins and wallow in our half-truths projections of what we think is proper devotions holy hymns, I am summoning you to act out and turn me out where I can feel nothing but your absence can you feel me now? can you tell I'm not telling the truth?

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Dec 9, 2015

Dec 9, 2015 at 5:09 PM UTC

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if you have a chest then you should ******* feel it I'm not a wall, blank slate either i don't envy these grey areas it fills the gaps of space of where I could be loving you instead, we're all going to deny the facts and wallow in our sins and wallow in our half-truths projections of what we think is proper devotions holy hymns, I am summoning you to act out and turn me out where I can feel nothing but your absence can you feel me now? can you tell I'm not telling the truth?

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I was always waiting for marion for love can you always hear what it is what i am missing tell me you're alone tell you i'm your friend tell you loneliness is better in the end when time is nothing but fleeting and you are nothing but faith to me to me to me to me i rally my head around what's said to me to me to me

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Dec 9, 2015

Dec 9, 2015 at 5:03 PM UTC

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I was always waiting for marion for love can you always hear what it is what i am missing tell me you're alone tell you i'm your friend tell you loneliness is better in the end when time is nothing but fleeting and you are nothing but faith to me to me to me to me i rally my head around what's said to me to me to me

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sometimes, don't you wish you could just disappear disappear disappear now (2) I wring my hands of this I wring it all Shake my head in anger Shake it off If you're looking for a savior, well, aren't we all? I'm still looking for repair of what's been done years before. And I stare at the world in different tones And I swear, sometimes I just don't know. Would you forget, would you forgive, would you go?

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Dec 9, 2015

Dec 9, 2015 at 4:58 PM UTC

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sometimes, don't you wish you could just disappear disappear disappear now (2) I wring my hands of this I wring it all Shake my head in anger Shake it off If you're looking for a savior, well, aren't we all? I'm still looking for repair of what's been done years before. And I stare at the world in different tones And I swear, sometimes I just don't know. Would you forget, would you forgive, would you go?

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And the night leads back to you But I work too hard for someone to matter that doesn't matter And the night leads back to you But I'm so tired of thinking about you As long as it's not in your hands I'll wait for it As long as it's not in your hands I'll wait for it

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Dec 9, 2015

Dec 9, 2015 at 4:51 PM UTC

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And the night leads back to you But I work too hard for someone to matter that doesn't matter And the night leads back to you But I'm so tired of thinking about you As long as it's not in your hands I'll wait for it As long as it's not in your hands I'll wait for it

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Ever since my Father died, I have felt a lack of awe. I stare out before me and feel close to nothing. I want to fix this but I'm not sure how or if there is anything tangible to "fix". I have dreams where I see his face so clearly- I see his life laid out in layers and I try my hardest to piece it all back together but I'm too slow at the pace. I am trying to understand what this world means without you. It is perhaps the hardest thing I've had to do.

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Oct 28, 2015

Oct 28, 2015 at 3:36 PM UTC

lack.

Ever since my Father died, I have felt a lack of awe. I stare out before me and feel close to nothing. I want to fix this but I'm not sure how or if there is anything tangible to "fix". I have dreams where I see his face so clearly- I see his life laid out in layers and I try my hardest to piece it all back together but I'm too slow at the pace. I am trying to understand what this world means without you. It is perhaps the hardest thing I've had to do.

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It was 4:30 when I got the call. I knew immediately. Father, were you finally at peace? Last night when you fell asleep, did you know what you'd do in the morning? The darkest parts of you make up the whole of me. I've known this my entire life. I will sleep inside this grief and mourn you everyday. You and I were more alike. 2 hours later and this does not feel real. The space between us exists as it ever has. And I just hope you know how truly loved you were.

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Sep 8, 2015

Sep 8, 2015 at 9:35 PM UTC

Dad.

It was 4:30 when I got the call. I knew immediately. Father, were you finally at peace? Last night when you fell asleep, did you know what you'd do in the morning? The darkest parts of you make up the whole of me. I've known this my entire life. I will sleep inside this grief and mourn you everyday. You and I were more alike. 2 hours later and this does not feel real. The space between us exists as it ever has. And I just hope you know how truly loved you were.

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Let your life ending be an example to me I cannot go like that. I must stay here. For so many reasons, I must stay.

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Sep 6, 2015

Sep 6, 2015 at 2:11 AM UTC

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Let your life ending be an example to me I cannot go like that. I must stay here. For so many reasons, I must stay.

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here i am again trying to write something down that makes sense when nothing seems to make sense i can't quite remember when it used to an old friend killed herself three nights ago and i still can't think of much else than the time she wrote me asking me if she could use one of my simple songs to help tell a story or the time she started dating the man who tried to date me how silly life seems right now as i sit on a stranger's bed writing out my failures strung out before me Brianna, your voice haunts me as you sing about heartbreak in a room with no walls the space enveloped around you i wish we had more time i wish i could have told you more more than anything, i wish i could have listened to anything you wished to share to everything you couldn't speak i wish we had more time.

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Sep 6, 2015

Sep 6, 2015 at 2:06 AM UTC

Brianna

here i am again trying to write something down that makes sense when nothing seems to make sense i can't quite remember when it used to an old friend killed herself three nights ago and i still can't think of much else than the time she wrote me asking me if she could use one of my simple songs to help tell a story or the time she started dating the man who tried to date me how silly life seems right now as i sit on a stranger's bed writing out my failures strung out before me Brianna, your voice haunts me as you sing about heartbreak in a room with no walls the space enveloped around you i wish we had more time i wish i could have told you more more than anything, i wish i could have listened to anything you wished to share to everything you couldn't speak i wish we had more time.

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neon time capsule hung over our heads half broken thoughts where drunks stupor i stared past, right into you as you waved your body in front of this one woman crowd i bow to all that is implied of you how does one handle such grace? where does one define such feeling? when time is nothing but fleeting but you are nothing but faith, to me. i rally my head around and i finger the emblem of knowing that this body before me is infinite.

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Apr 28, 2015

Apr 28, 2015 at 5:52 PM UTC

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neon time capsule hung over our heads half broken thoughts where drunks stupor i stared past, right into you as you waved your body in front of this one woman crowd i bow to all that is implied of you how does one handle such grace? where does one define such feeling? when time is nothing but fleeting but you are nothing but faith, to me. i rally my head around and i finger the emblem of knowing that this body before me is infinite.

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