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 Mar 2015 amelia
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snowmen
 Mar 2015 amelia
rey
i can see myself in you,
and i might like that*

last winter's first snow
do you remember?
we were salt that won't help defrost
and hoped summer was in permanent slumber

pebbles and branches
three ***** of snow
our little snowman was ready to go
then i thought summer stayed on your lips

i wonder what's so great about snowmen
do you see yourself in them?
 Mar 2015 amelia
rey
glitch
 Mar 2015 amelia
rey
hey, i know that you're a programmer
i know you hate glitches
and i'm wondering if one day...
one day you'll ask me how we met

it started with a glitch
it's also a cliche
but it's wonderful anyway

if i wasn't such a failure we wouldn't know each other

love's stupid sometimes
and glitches are stupid
and i hope this one is planned

i know that you're a programmer
i know you hate glitches
i'm wondering if one day...
one day you'll like this glitch
 Mar 2015 amelia
Dorothy Guya
How will it

ever be fair

that you've

affected me

in ways

I cannot

describe

when to you,

I'll always be

nothing

but

matter

and

occupied space?
 Feb 2015 amelia
rey
fin
 Feb 2015 amelia
rey
fin
lay your head to rest
let your smiling sanity take over
blast my favorite song out loud
let it numb you then fight back
paving roads isn't a job to be done alone
but the bridges i burned will keep you warm

start with my lost promises-
those said between lines and choruses
-between translation and interpretation

they say one way to avoid falling
is to never climb at all
but these are mountains i screamed your name on
and skies where i wonder if you see the same star


mop your spilled thoughts
and squeeze them into mason jars
you say i shouldn't simplify my dreams
but you're the one twirling in my sleep


let march flow just like last year
convince me that you'll never come back
*burn these keys for me
and pray that i'll forget my way home
 Feb 2015 amelia
rey
pre-war loss
 Feb 2015 amelia
rey
the city across the river is built

we're scant hydrophobic
watchers of a new end
anti-venom of love stories
flightless courageous birds

and after seasons
the river just won't dry

this is the song of the night
the unsung memories
a dynamic silence
forte towards the end
 Feb 2015 amelia
rey
honestly,
 Feb 2015 amelia
rey
we all only love honesty
when the truth is pretty
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