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 Aug 2017 Chris Thomas
ryn
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I'm slipping...

Winds from the past had blown hard.
Heavy clouds have returned.
Bearing gifts of broken shards,
memories discarded and mementos burnt.

I'm falling...

Footfalls fail as they sink in clay.
Fingers tremble as they grab at nothing.
The words are lost and the voice couldn't say.
The pills seem to have stopped working.

I'm regressing...

Into an all familiar territory.
A place I thought I had left far behind.
But I feel reconnected to a mirrored me.
The part I've missed since a new state of mind.

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 Jun 2017 Chris Thomas
Allyssa
There was a time when hello meant hello
and
Goodbye meant goodbye.
There were no acronyms,
No abbreviations,
No such thing as hints.
Now, I can't tell if goodbye means "Goodbye" or "See you later,"
and
I can't tell if hello means hello or "Hey, this is temporary."
There was a time when greetings were greetings and not gang signs,
There was a time when the word love was not so overused and at the same time it is not used enough.
At the end of the day everything is blank and you do not know if the last thing you said was important or irrelevant
Because
Today, you do not know if hello means hello
and
Goodbye means goodbye.
I'm confused.
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