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If you are like me
You are a thief
Who steals words,
Concepts, ideas.
That is no crime
For you cannot arrest
A mind that "borrows."
It came flapping in
On great dark wings
This angry pain of a thing

Like a black vulture to peak
At the center of my heart
Break my bones for marrow

Getting at the depth of me
I am not afraid of death
Only at the thought of yours
Cats can scratch
Dogs can bark
We can love, or not
The world can burn
Based off of Natuski
if imperfections make art,
the skin and your face is anything but art,
but i can't find any better artwork,
then yourself.
but then you're not created by humans,
but by God,
whose creations are perfect as they are.
o soft lantern, teach me
how to gleam
in spite of petty falcons.
… and I can’t help but wonder how freeing it felt to fly.
Trigger Warning⚠️ : My cousin passed away this morning… she took her own life. I’ve gone through a wave of emotions from denial to anger to despair. The world failed her. She was a baby. Seeing how this has shocked my family makes me glad that my attempt didn’t work all those years ago. I don’t know how to feel. I’m just confused.
What if I miss
A list
Flurries in the wind
Jumping out of hand

Lucky-opportunist
Grating against the limits
Beyond the town
Falling out of pace
Feedback Welcome!
To all the poets in the world
Keep on writing
Keep that pen going
Share what you’re knowing
Write to your delight
Day and night
Enjoy
Give joy
Keep it flowing
Keep on going
Write the good right
Use insight
Just write ok
Until the break of day!
Lord, sift your comb
Through my thoughts;
Untangle them like
Unruly locks of hair.
Trace gentle circles
Along my back; sooth
All the worries that are
Groundless in Your love.
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