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Chairs were made in many forms,
for different hands, for different norms.
But one was placed for all to try,
too high, too low, too stiff, too dry.

It scratched their skin, it bruised their pride,
yet still they sat, and tried to hide.
Until it broke, with quiet despair,
not them, my friend but the unfit chair.
Funfact: It's not about chairs :)
Everything blossomed, just like our feelings.
Hello April, it's good to have you, and your back.
The sun burns brighter, as if I were a moth;
everything turns green, while I fade to black.
Please break my heart
So I don't have to break yours
I'd rather feel all that pain
Than be the one to make you endure

Please break my heart
So I can leave yours intact
I'd rather be haunted
Than have to hear you react

Please break my heart
So I can live with my decision
I'd rather lose all my tears
Than have tears disrupt your vision

Please break my heart
So I'm not the one serving time
Id rather feel completely caged
Than be the one to commit this crime

Please break my heart
So I can make sure you're OK
I'd rather lose my voice
Than listen to all you might say

This request might seem odd
I ask for you to do the downing
But if we're both stuck in this storm together
I'd rather be the one drowning
 Apr 24 Fatima Alwedian
Lyle
What
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Gone?
Ordinary          People
Do

Amazing.                            Things

Give ­                                              It  To

God.                                               See

What.                      Love

Brings
Friday, at the Café
With iced matcha latte
and things she didn't want to say
What will fill the void?
In the midst of the crowd,
you are the one that I avoid.
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