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 Jul 2015 Day Wing
Anna Falls
Everything is written.

You waking up in the morning wondering what the day holds.
The day has already been written for you.
Now it is your chance to discover it.

Everything is written.
Nothing is accidental.
Nothing is a coincidence.

Your love.
Your sadness.
Your hope.
Your failures.

They have all been written.
And you the character to finish them.
The world the reader.
Everything is written.
Destiny is written. Time is a moving force that cannot be stopped or changed.
 Jul 2015 Day Wing
Chaos
Stars
 Jul 2015 Day Wing
Chaos
Someone once told me
Whenever I was lost
I should look to the stars
They would guide me home
But where are they tonight?
The sky is cloudy and grey
And no stars are in sight
Why aren't they here?
When I need them the most
I'm so, so lost and I need them
*I need them to guide me home
I love you.

I love you because of the way you love me.
Without exception, without expectation, and without boundary.
The way you know how to be everything good in the world.

I love you because of how extraordinarily unordinary you are.
Without concern, without embarrassment, and without regret.
*The way you are never scared to be the wonderful you you are
He may just be perfect. Perfect for me, at least.
 Jul 2015 Day Wing
Katlyn Orthman
Headlights
Blinding me
Coming towards me
Now I can't see
I am not afraid anymore
To look death in it's eyes
My arms are outstretched wide
I see a light
Coming towards me
Blinding me
Headlights
 Jul 2015 Day Wing
Katlyn Orthman
Landfill of broken integrity
Trapped beneath the weight of the world
Slowly drowning under the uncertainty
Of this path I was hurled
onto

Shuddering with the stench of death in my nose
These forgotten nightmares are churning in my head
I'm lying in a place where everyone goes
Once they are dead

The skies no longer gleam with little lanterns lighting the way
The streets are bare and desolate that ring with no sound
The trees are fossils of life that once swayed
Along with the wind that was once so profound

The world is but a corpse rotting away
Once filled with bright eyes
Is now forgotten while its flesh decays
Just another world to die
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