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 Nov 2016
Rose Claire
Just when I catch my breath and come up for air and feel the sun on my face. My eyes embrace the sun. It's shinny here. I'm not use to this place. So, I dive back under to where it's cold and dark . See, I'm comfortable there. I like the struggle. It's all Ive ever known.
I get tangled up in seaweed and sharks infest my world. I have to swim a lot or die alone.
 Mar 2015
Rose Claire
When will you come to me in
                    Glorious Light?
Breathe just breathe. Breathe slowly.
Breath--- My breath behind the shadows of crisp dew light.
I look for you. You don't come.
I can never say Good Bye
to our morning light.
I love you. But, you love the flight.
I have fought.
You can't see me behind your shadow casting crimson closing night.
Will you join me for the fight of your life?
I stretch my hand out to you.
You look inside,there is nothing there for you
          -------only you to subside.
 Oct 2014
Rose Claire
So you ******* left me.
You stupid fool.
Didn't you know we were going to be free one day.
But I guess you couldn't read me.
It's hard to read a cold *****.
I thought you were happy.
No you weren't  I'm ******* lieing.
So this is how it ends.
I shouldn't be surprise.
You told me that I made you this way.
Nice. ******* nice. Nice cross to bear.
I'm so sorry.
But it's not my fault.
I don't know.
Like we are here, and now your gone.
Listen we were split up for years.
How dare you leave me like this.
You told me ... Kay it's not me.
I'm here. I'm so sorry.
But you can't blame it on me.
Do you want me crazy like you.
I shouldn't have that.
Like you had other sorrows.
It wasn't just me right?
Dam it your dead.
You can't answer me.
No I'm not taking this.
You can't do this.
Kay maybe I'm blowing this all out of proportion
But your dead *******.
See I already feel bad.
Kay I'm done.
I'm  not going to get any answers writing to myself.
Writing to myself.
Writing to myself
Writing to myself.
I could of done more, I guess, I don't know.
I hope it doesn't last long.
 Sep 2014
Rose Claire
You can't keep track of crazy, cause the reasons are unknown.

       Forces moving in directions the acute eye is not attune.

       It's not something tangible that you can keep in direct sunlight.

       Magnified so blindly. It's passes through the light.

       "Hello are you there?"

       Smiling, as we sleep together. Hold me close and keep me warm.

       "Don't put your hands on me!"

       "I'm here, it's Doom."

       Look, the sun is rising blazing the white moon.

       I didn't know crossing paths with you, would someday take me soon.
 Sep 2014
Rose Claire
One of the greatest injustices you can do to humankind is never having a conversation with yourself.
 Sep 2014
Rose Claire
It's comforting knowing that now my body matches my soul
Not quit empty, somewhat full.
The first breathe I took did not match that of my twin.
As she was already gone and I was to live.
I knew from the beginning something was wrong.
I found myself starring off, motionless.
Where I thought something belong.
My mother always said out loud
Theirs something wrong with that girl.
But no need to worry, no need to fear.
That's just how she is.
By the age of seven my mum told me I had a twin.
She informed me I ate all of the food.
For the longest time I thought I killed her.
I felt different I felt weird. I felt alone in this big world.
Wondering what's wrong with me.
But now I have a official diagnose.
And I have to take many pills.
I feel my body turning on me now.
******,  just when I wanted to live.
What's keeps me alive is killing my will.
Someday I will dance again.
But, maybe not here.
All true
 Sep 2014
Rose Claire
I take my fingers and wriggle them through the air.
I can see them dancing through the curtain bounce.
The crisp morning air makes me feel alive.
I am a plant I need air and sun.....
I like feeling ALIVE.
My coffee has never tasted so sweet. So, let's toast!
My feet are planted frimly on the floor,
I'm ready to open the next door.
Being stable makes me ABLE.
I like being able.
I like it here,
I'm going to browse some more.
And see what's in this forgotten store.
Yes, Good Morning news!
I will take a copy of that.
Wishing everyone a wonderful week.
 Sep 2014
Brie Sarita
You’re finally becoming the
person you were meant to be

like
you have found a
balance between
how to give the
world what it needs

and how to
hold on
to what you
need.

I saw you

farther from the
edge
and

you looked good.

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