I sorry,
I turn on brain.
Me no think.
Think make you go away.

I can still feel the burn
And I don't know how to stop it
My heart is healing
My mind is squealing
Its loud
Yet lonely
I miss every touch
I don't want someone to fill the void
But I don't miss him much

Blow the on the dandelion
I pick from the ground
Watch my wish fly away
Going everywhere
Landing all around

It's the same wish I've always had

I wish while I blow out birthday candles
On 11:11

So many wishes wasted
On an impossible thing
On an impossible person

I wish my wishes wouldn't be wasted
On you

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all you
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playthings

Imagine reading a poem,
Beginning a comment on it,
Looking for the name of the author,
And realizing you wrote it.

Sleeping cornfields
Waiting for the sun
Fawns are grazing
Morning has begun.
Dew upon the
Meadow green
Waking pastures
So serene.
Wind is whistling
Through the trees
Birds upon the breeze
Fox and hares do there
Morning dance
It’s such a pleasure to see.
Pathway walkers
Bring in the morn
To catch a glimpse
Of the baby fawn
Slice of cake and a cup
Of tea
Breeze is in my face
Countryside mornings
Can you think
Of  a better place.