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I never saw a wild thing
sorry for itself.
A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough
without ever having felt sorry for itself.
i will wade out
                        till my thighs are steeped in burning flowers
I will take the sun in my mouth
and leap into the ripe air
                                       Alive
                                                 with closed eyes
to dash against darkness
                                       in the sleeping curves of my body
Shall enter fingers of smooth mastery
with chasteness of sea-girls
                                            Will i complete the mystery
                                            of my flesh
I will rise
               After a thousand years
lipping
flowers
             And set my teeth in the silver of the moon
Well.
I think that warning came
A tad bit late

We must not forget
That curiousoty
That Childhood
Innocence
We must never lose
That inner child


All that innocence
Is just an illusion
A beautification
Of a twisted
Ugly
Truth

It falls apart
Eventually.
Everything does.
Everyone does.
It's just that

This break came
Early
And now that
Little girl

Is long gone..
The sun sinks
Beneath the trees
Waving its last goodbye
It's been a loooong day

The mellow orange hues
Blending with the pale pink shades
A picturesque scene
To end my day

I gaze out
Watching its beauty fade
Wishing my pain
Will diminish too
You don't always have
A second chance
To head back
To where you've started
But thank you, budd,
For walking with me
At least you made me
Not alone
Love, the real kind, is never simple.
It is the one thing that makes life worth it in the end,
and something that wonderful and sought-after is never going to be easy to get.
You have to work for it.
Blood, sweat, and tears.
So if it’s easy, yeah maybe you won’t get broken.
But you won’t be truly happy, either.
You’ll be settling.
Don’t get me wrong,
There are lots of things in life that are totally acceptable to settle on.
Sure, Harvard was your dream school.
But you know what?
Going to your state school because its more affordable
Will still get you where you want to be in life.
And I know the hairdresser couldn't match the color you showed her,
But you are beautiful and can rock it anyway, so don’t worry.
But love?
Settling in love is like buying a pair of shoes that are a size too small,
Just because you thought they were pretty.
They may look nice,
But you are dying on the inside. I
f you had just held out a bit longer,
You would have found a pair just as beautiful that fit well, too.
Maybe that nice guy looks good on paper,
But if he doesn’t give you butterflies whenever he looks at you,
Don’t be with him.
You want someone who makes you fall for them every day,
Not just once.
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