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May 2018 Kristyn

ThePoet

If only there could have been
some type of an in-between
That could take me for awhile
to a world that I've never seen

It's not that I want to come
It's just I don't want to go
It's not that I want a high
It's just I don't want a low

I don't want myself without
But I don't want myself within
I don't want to commit to good
But I don't want to commit to sin

It's not that I want to win
It's just I don't want to lose
It's not that I want a mystery
It's just I don't want the clues

I don't want to say hello
But I don't want to say goodbye
I don't want myself to live
But I don't want myself to die

If only there could have been
some type of an in-between
That could take me for awhile
to a world that I've never seen

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May 2018 Kristyn

• Purity •

May 2018 Kristyn

ThePoet

• Purity •

The innocence in your
nature robbed you
of all that you ever had

Your pure intentions
always left you lost
and misunderstood

You used to be a good
person afraid of all
that was deemed bad

But now you’re a bad
person afraid of all
that was deemed good

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May 2018 Kristyn

• Trade •

May 2018 Kristyn

ThePoet

• Trade •

I would dry your eyes if it
meant drowning in your tears

I would calm your demons if it
meant falling with your fears

I would fight your struggles if it
meant suffering your strife

I would trade your death if it
meant giving you my life

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May 2018 Kristyn

• Inspiration •

May 2018 Kristyn

ThePoet

• Inspiration •

Inspiration was never
derived from what I saw
and admired, never
from what I felt
and desired. I found
it in a place where
I was weak and prone,
with broken bones,
unknown to the world
and alone on my own

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May 2018 Kristyn

• Love •

May 2018 Kristyn

ThePoet

• Love •

What is it like to be touched
by the touch,

of the one
you have dreamed
of and longed for so much?

What is it like to be loved
by the love,

of the one
you have begged
for to the heavens above?

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May 2018 Kristyn

• Who Are We To Judge? •

May 2018 Kristyn

ThePoet

• Who Are We To Judge? •

Who are we to say
that a love is not to be?
That a love does not belong
and can never be set free?

Who are we to think
that a kind is not our people?
That a kind is far beneath us
and will never be as equal?

Who are we to feel
that a face can look unusual?
That a face must be a canvas
and be painted to be beautiful?

Who are we to judge?
To say love is prohibited?
To think below of others?
To feel minds can be limited?

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May 2018 Kristyn

• Amnesia •

May 2018 Kristyn

ThePoet

• Amnesia •

I'm scared of the tears

that I don't cry

The days like this

that I don't die

I'm scared of the pain

that slips my mind

It comes back harder

than what I left behind

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May 2018 Kristyn

• Bearable •

May 2018 Kristyn

ThePoet

• Bearable •