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Jean Oct 2018
I have feet.
They get my flow.

Their freedom- they often forgo
to move me to and fro.

They never slow,
but I admit, although,

they pursue an allegro,
they will always fall just bellow.
Composed 10.8.18
Jean Oct 2018
I believe
There is a difference between
Lying
And being afraid
To tell the
Truth

And that’s why
I cannot simply
Do one
Composed on 10.8.18
Jean Oct 2018
I felt my life
It flashed before my eyes
I felt it slip away
Like it was a tangible thing
Something that sprints and runs and flees

But it’s okay
But it’s okay now
Composed 10.6.18
  Oct 2018 Jean
Lynnia
all storms start with a drop
all clouds grow from one wisp
here’s the beginning, wait ‘till it stops
and then you’ll see just what you missed

it’s a small step from one stage to the next
and then where you are is where you’ll die
just when you think they passed the test
you find out it was all some lie

once upon a time, we saw the sun
thought that we were born anew
came in two and left in one
but even angels fall down too

so i sit in desperation
try to let my mind amend
seething in my resignation
to the beginning of the end.
  Oct 2018 Jean
Lynnia
You’re a whirlwind
Always flying
Through my head
Never dying
Back and forth
To and fro
Like a merry-go-round
And around you go
You’re in and out
Up and down
Backwards, forwards
Smile, frown
Half-baked silly
Then stone-cold
Who are you really?
Will I ever know?
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