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Sierra Brown Apr 2015
My pencil is broken,
But I find myself a pen, and keep writing.
My faith has been shattered,
But I still love you.
Do you think its okay to quit?
When is it acceptable to put the pen down?
                        "Quitters never accomplish anything"
(someone once told me this)
Now that i'm older, i realize its okay to quit,
You don't have to look down on yourself for putting something down that once gave you joy but now gives you endless sorrow.
its okay,
New beginnings don't come without quitting something else.
not sure about this one yet.
Sierra Brown Apr 2015
Having a mind like mine means you are constantly looking for the next thing even before you finish whats already started.
                I'm always wondering whats next.
         Mentally never slowing down,
                                Physically never stopping to smell the roses.
I'm not complaining, I like myself for the most part.
I love my impulsive decisions and choices.
I adore the random **** that pops in my mind, and when people ask
"where'd that come from?"
I love responding with "I'm not too sure"
Because who really knows where the thoughts we get come from, or how we get those random thoughts.
I like surprising people too, unknowingly shocking them with unique thoughts and knowledge that they never seen coming.


You know what else?
Most days uncertainty scares the **** out of me,
but other days
it ignites something in me.


s.j.b
Sierra Brown Apr 2015
Hatred is everywhere.
Be that light in the darkness;
Be someones sunshine on a rainy day.


s.j.b
Sierra Brown Apr 2015
To love is to lose everything and still smile,
because you smile.


s.j.b.
I wish you weren't so perfect..
so beautiful that losing everything seems like its worth it..
  Mar 2015 Sierra Brown
Unrequited Love
The most **** thing about a guy has nothing to do with his clothes, hair or eye colour.

It's in the way he looks at you with longing, when you finally find out he wants you just as badly as you want him.

When he pulls you so close to him that there is literally no space between you, because he can't stand the thought of there being any.      

When he kisses you, so that it feels as if he is stealing the air from your lungs, and for those few seconds you forget what air even is.
    
When all thoughts go out the window and its just him, with you,in the most simple way possible.

Now that is the definition of ****.
Pure passion is ecstacy...
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