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One day, I will be happy.
I’ll stop, fresh air flooding my lungs.
One day, Somewhere.
  Little tick,
tick,
Ticks -
of woodpeckers will suffocate my ears.
The aroma of coffee,
daisy’s,
fresh cut grass,
and over priced wood stain will breach my nose.  
I’ll rock, letting the sun bake my skin. Caressing me in like a warm hug.
One day,
I’ll realize I had made it the entire time.
One day,
I will be happy.
I’ll be friends with dopamine.
the drizzle down
of reds

and yellows
the yukimushi

with their quiet proclamations
the crows feathering

through the blue sky
the blunt sleep

of snow
the afternoon light

across the pages
of my book

moments
that stand still

in a world
that absolutely

refuses to
 16h M-E
Flower
That old Spanish test
The one we both failed
Was a reminder

We discussed it in hushed whispers
Outraged at our grades
That paper served as a reminder

A physical item tracing back to a true memory
A fragment of the glorious past
A reminder that once it really happened
I was looking through my old work from school and came across this test we’d both failed. It was crazy to see it; proof that I didn’t imagine everything. Proof that once it truly happened
the wind moves my feet.
my eyes shining like the sun and the sea.

"your love brings me to my knees."

her sigh is a whisper
soft like autumn leaves
silently falling to the cold ground.

the shadow of a smile.
my heart misplaced
like a paper lantern in the rain.

my broken sky,

her soft sigh
and I was no longer hers.
one for those people who can't sleep
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