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A Light exists in Spring
Not present on the Year
At any other period—
When March is scarcely here

A Color stands abroad
On Solitary Fields
That Science cannot overtake
But Human Nature feels.

It waits upon the Lawn,
It shows the furthest Tree
Upon the furthest ***** you know
It almost speaks to you.

Then as Horizons step
Or Noons report away
Without the Formula of sound
It passes and we stay—

A quality of loss
Affecting our Content
As Trade had suddenly encroached
Upon a Sacrament.
At that moment, the truth of all our feelings were exposed. And with that said, we decided our door should be closed.

Because maybe our success story isn’t us ending up together, but finding out that you and I aren’t meant for each other.
  3d Brent
Angelica
The first time she looked up
She fell in love with the sky
Her heart reaching higher
The only answer was to fly

So she made wings of her heart
Carved dreams into feathers
Bid farewell to earth
And fluttered towards ether

But gravity loved her too
Had no intention to let go
Pulled her firmly to the ground
And broke her wings in woe
Brent 3d
Du
You are not your parents
Nor who the cruel others make of you
You are the hardbound books you read
and the songs that by heart, you knew

You are not just one color
You are not just blue, red, nor green
You are the beats that you dance to
And the words you say you mean

Write  your own dreamy stories
The pen is on your hand
Don't let others write your plot
Don't let it come out so bland

You are who you make of yourself
Don't let the world tell you otherwise
Try to explore deep inside of you
Before your true self pay the price
Du is You in Deutsch
If she needs space
give her a
universe

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1:30am thoughts
  3d Brent
Blckstr
If you could read my mind,
You’d see a thousand papers
Filled with broken poetries
And deadbeat proses
Full of woeful verses
With mournful pieces
Of unfinished stories
That are yet to be written
And failed to be spoken;
If you could read my mind,
You’d hear horrible screams
And earsplitting weeps
From shattered dreams,
Kept in a nasty notepad,
Scribbled on a bed
Of bloodstained words,
Ringing in my head.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the shadows
That lurk within me;
You’d hear the bellows,
Screeching the words
“I’m tired,”
“I’m a failure,”
“I’m stupid –”
I know it sounds stupid,
It’s pathetically foolish
And seems too *******.
If you could read my mind,
You’d feel the tears
I had ever failed to cry;
You’d see the people
That make the weak weaker;
You’d see the monsters
That consume my head;
You’d hear the hollers
That failed to be freed;
You’d see the heart
That still bleeds and bleeds.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see the face
I’ve failed to show back then,
The face I’ve faked back then.
If you could read my mind,
You’d see a character
I had ever failed to become
If you could read my mind,
You’d be able to read
A book you never wished
To touch and read,
But sometimes I still wish
Someone could read my mind.
  3d Brent
Sandoval
Sea
You said you

were made to

swim free;

but, my darling

I'm a harbor not

the sea..


*Sandoval
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