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Cecelia Oct 2018
Poets are the scariest people
You could ever know

Their honesty is bound to
flow

Deeper and deeper into your
own life

Poet are the best, most comforting people
You could ever know

Their honesty is bound to
flow

Deeper and deeper into our
own lives
October 1, 2018
Cecelia C.
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Cecelia Sep 2018
Feeling as if everything I've ever wanted
Disguised as a dream
A tainted dream
Has pulled me
Pulled me through the streets of hope
Of dread

I can't get away from this force
It keeps pushing me
Pushing me
Through a vision of what I've dreamt of

Beautiful
Uncomfortable
A new chapter,
Please don't end so quickly
September 22, 2018
Cecelia C.
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Cecelia Sep 2018
Barely a person
A person with no identity

Identity of a white room
Room is full
Full of bottled up energy

Energy to see something
Something we’d become

Become infinite
Infinite of attached identity

Identity of one
One
One leaves
Leaves and never comes back

Back to the start
Start of having no identity

Identity of a white room
Room is full
Full of pain.
September 17, 2018
Cecelia C.
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Cecelia Sep 2018
tous les sentiments sont universels ❄
☽ le passé est dans mon coeur et
❥ mon coeur est dans le passé

Le passé ♔
➶ pas Mon passé
pour le moment ⁎
SEPTEMBER 10, 2018
CECELIA C.
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Cecelia Sep 2018
Leading me to make mistakes
Just so you can find something to blame
Me for

Yet again
Invading through my memories
Just so you can be free

Forgetting everything until the
Next time comes through
I guess
It is just what we are used to.
September 1, 2018
-Cecelia C.
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Cecelia Aug 2018
Go to the place where your dreams lie
Walk upon the steps that will set you free

Others will laugh if you fall
They will ridicule you
AS if they are something greater than human

They are guided by too much sense
And fear

But you can allow yourself
to be persuaded by sheer
Curiosity
8/27/2018
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Cecelia Aug 2018
i love it when HelloPoetry
Crashes
and loses a poem

That sounded good
But now no one will ever know


Sometimes I hate the internet.
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