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672 · May 2013
The Fighting Tree.
Amanda May 2013
A thousand winds blow through a tree
a tree that is left with old memories
a tree that was once so beautiful and bright
is now living with a constant fight
as spidery moss ***** suffocate branches
limiting life that was once full of chances
roots that promised their way deep into the ground
leaving only the soft quiet sound
of the leaves that were once such a sight
falling to the freezing ground on this dreadful night
leaving it's mark within this place
hoping one day to feel the embrace
of springs winds and gentle rains
coaxing it leaves that come again.
608 · May 2013
Lovely
Amanda May 2013
I think you're lovely
I know you don't feel like you are
but I really wish you could see through my perspective
because I catch the glimmer in your eyes
when you see your nephew running towards you
or the grin that widens across your face when you get to help someone who is in need
even though you might not have much to give
I think you're lovely because I get to witness all the little parts of you
that define who you are
Such as the way you constantly tap your pencil when you're trying to focus
or when you involuntarily bounce your leg rapidly up and down
the way your lips move when you talk
and the way you hold me tighly against you when it's time to go
but most of all
I think you're lovely
because you make me feel lovely too
467 · Jun 2013
Blind.
Amanda Jun 2013
stop being fooled by what seems to be there
dig deep and look into my eyes
you claim to know me
but are blind to the sadness
that I hide behind my smile
you knew of my problem
that included making art
on a canvas
that is my skin
the dark was gone
but slowly crept its way back
engulfing the light that you offered
thank you for saving me
but no one can save me
now that there is no light left
to find me in this dark room

— The End —