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  Aug 2018 Verbatim Lynnie
elle jaxsun
i always have
the urge to run.

but what is it like
to be a tree?

to be confident enough
to root yourself
and grow with
wild abandonment,
being unapologetically
you?

i'm still running,
but i wish i knew.
  Aug 2018 Verbatim Lynnie
lauren
You are hell-bent,
nostalgic of the stitch in my stomach
and the simple repetition of my words.
A different season,
the same fears,
unknown intentions.
A lovers kiss feels like your drunken mistakes.
Fight-or-flight
perfectly masked underneath sarcasm and closed eyes.
  Aug 2018 Verbatim Lynnie
Chrissy Ade
On Monday we met, our eyes fixated on one another, eager to know more
On Tuesday we talked, twiddling our thumbs, fidgeting in our seats, pondering on the right things to say
On Wednesday we hugged, your arms held me close, heartbeats in sync, I felt myself floating
On Thursday we kissed, our lips gravitated towards each other, like the moon and the sea, the connection was natural
On Friday we confessed, three little words wrapped around our ears,
forever tattooed in our minds
On Saturday you disappeared, no note, no call, no text
not a trace of you left that I could still hold on to
On Sunday I cried, my heart still beats, but never the same way,
would you ever give me a reason if I ever asked "Why?"
Just a cheeky poem about first love... :P
Constructive  Criticism and feedback is welcomed and appreciated :)
  Aug 2018 Verbatim Lynnie
Chrissy Ade
I hope I'll be bold enough one day
To share my secrets and share my pain
so that I will no longer feel
heavy
Maybe the day I share my pain
is the day the sea will hold my hand
not to punish me but to drown my sorrows
and wash the old away
One day, I'll arise anew and let go of the sea's hand
so that I can walk with Happiness instead
Make this heart of stone soft-river its way to freedom
Because all I dream to be is
light
All feedback, comments and critique are appreciated.
  Aug 2018 Verbatim Lynnie
Nevermind
If you can’t recall the past
You’re bound to repeat
If you don’t pick up the glass
You’ll cut your feet
Everyday questions
Aren’t too much to ask
Life’s many lessons
I keep coming back
I love to forget
And wander instead
I’ll wander into something
So much better one day
Please keep looking out for me
I promise in my heart I’ll always believe
These lessons they’re mine alone to keep
I can only hold onto positivity
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