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Sea's End Nov 2018
Impulsive shopper.
Favorite band goes on tour.
Account overdrawn.
A silly one to lighten the mood for once (based on way too many real-life instances).
Sea's End Nov 2018
If there's anything that I like about myself
Right now,
It's that I resent myself
Enough to want to change.
A teenager that doesn't like themselves? Whaaaaaaaaaat?
Lotta stuff going on. Bad stuff.
Sea's End Oct 2018
When two poets love,
Words start to hang in the air
And lose their meaning.
Another haiku? Wow! I'm only so good with words until I actually need to use them. Just ask my girl. (Spoiler alert: I'm really bad at articulating my thoughts in the heat of the moment. That's why I'm here.)
Sea's End Oct 2018
When you look a poet in the eyes for long enough
Eventually, you'll know what they are
Without a shadow of doubt.

Some poets,
Will never be acknowledged.

Because people are too scared to take the time
To see them.

Unfortunately, the cream does not always rise to the top.
At times, it will sink
Below a product

Takes one to know one. haha~ Not super proud of this one, but it's a concept that I've been thinking about a lot lately.
Sea's End Oct 2018
Breathe life into me,
Spiritual energy.
Longing to be free.
A haiku for Him.
Sea's End Oct 2018
She is so orange!
Her skin is pale,
And her hair is an off-white blonde,
But she...
Oh man, is she orange.
I smell the falling leaves through her smile,
And I can feel the carving tools sawing through pumpkin rinds,
Drawing Autumn sketches,
Doing what artists will do at this point in the year,
As If they were my own hands.

She will shout from the rooftops
With her yellow words
About her seasonal excitement,
Ending each proclamation with red exclamation marks.

She will shower me in plans
For Octobers and Novembers to come.
Walking me through festivals and unmade memories
With each new idea.

She is orange,
And for the next few months
Orange is my favorite colour.
I figured I'd start off my profile with something not so...angst-y. This about a girl I'm really fond of. =^)

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