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timmy-durden
timmy-durden
I remember sending you a picture of my map. The map you gave me. I called you that night, and told you about a ****** Jaws mural. I remember driving to see you in October. And kissing you in your grandparents empty house. Not knowing what I was doing, But knowing it felt right. I remember the hellos and goodbyes, and not knowing when I’d say hello again. All the times we spent apart, always wondering who had your heart I remember when you said you wanted me, In my bed on christmas. You made me so happy autumn. You make me so happy. I remember the countless reunions, and not believing you're actually there. How beautiful you are in the morning. Kisses behind your ear. I remember worrying. And wondering. And hoping you were true. Hoping it was real this time. I’m ready to be with you. For a whole summer. To kiss your lips when I want to. To be mine. I’m glad I sent you the map. I had no idea when I sent it, That we’d plan a trip across it. Must be meant to be. I think its all been worth it.
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Apr 27, 2017
Apr 27, 2017 at 1:24 AM UTC
An ode to remembering and beginnings and a girl
I saw a squirrel without a tail, running on some powerlines. He didn’t seem to really care, that his **** was missing a puff of hair. Cause he ran as fast and jumped as high as any other squirrel. So it made me wonder, why the heck do squirrels have tails at all. I thought it through and realized It doesn't matter if theres one or not. A squirrels a squirrel dangit
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Feb 4, 2015
Feb 4, 2015 at 2:38 PM UTC
a tale of the tailless
Standin' in a car garage and a bearded guy is checkin the civ. But I cant help but be glad Cause its Groundhogs Day The day that finally came its come before and every year leaves me with more questions than answers. Its that shadow and all its mystery With just a glimpse were stuck in snow, and that **** ****** saw it. Sike its not even a ****** really, a man in a groundhog body. A warrior, poet, and prophet all wrapped in a bundle of fur and a tail on his **** Punxsutawney Phil is my hero.
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Feb 3, 2015
Feb 3, 2015 at 12:56 PM UTC
groudhogsday2015
Time is a cloud that changes shape all before your eyes. From below, they heave and flow and make our views grow dark We wait awhile for the rain to stop to see a patch of blue. That shaft of sun, like the dove who comes, with an olive in his mouth. Don't worry the dove has flown away and left the earth gone wild. For its only men who go on blind, and its always God who stays.
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Jan 6, 2015
Jan 6, 2015 at 6:48 PM UTC
found poem: Godric
I thought i hit a frog today, and squached it in the road. I gained up on a rough textured blur, wishin' it had jumped, just a few inches farther I did not let my direction be broke, I listened intently, for that frogs fatal croak. but instead i heard crinkly leaf. Cause that was only a crinkly leaf, not even a frog.
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Oct 6, 2014
Oct 6, 2014 at 8:45 PM UTC
frog squachin'
I don't know what else to say, its finally thursday
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Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 12:12 AM UTC
Thursday
I saw a bottle of acetone. Thought id give a squeeze. the toxic nectar was on my hand and now my hand is white.
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Apr 22, 2014
Apr 22, 2014 at 12:56 PM UTC
Acetone
Sometimes I feel like my issues cant be understood. Or that no one will listen. Then I look it up on yahoo answers. its then I know im not alone.
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Apr 20, 2014
Apr 20, 2014 at 9:48 PM UTC
People confuse me
School. Its always got somethin to say. except for today. I gander at my mail, with different subjects and detail, and notice something missing. the announcements.
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Apr 16, 2014
Apr 16, 2014 at 8:40 PM UTC
Announcementless
Sitting here I can hardly wait, hours tick by, its getting late. Late changing to early. as the earth keeps on turning. and thursday rears its ugly head. Just kidding. I <3 thursdays.
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Mar 26, 2014
Mar 26, 2014 at 9:14 PM UTC
3 more hours