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 Aug 2014 Hannah Jean
Kenzie
Bee.
 Aug 2014 Hannah Jean
Kenzie
I learned that where
butterflies lingered
so did bees
and every opportunity
there is to see beauty
is also an opportunity
to be hurt.
 Aug 2014 Hannah Jean
Jack
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Dusty leather laces
Knots of endless fraying
Caustic on the ribbons of a heart now in the shade

Promises are broken
Thin ice on the river
Postcards tossed into the trash so long ago displayed

Darkness finds the corner
Shadows hold the meaning
Does the world still spin when every other place is spared

Tight along the border
Guards embrace the fence line
Lost along the boundaries of love no longer shared

Knees are feeling weaker
Tears now find their falling
Puddles drench the wingtips neatly polished on the strand

There outside the window
Sunlight streams the valley
Teaching us the woman doesn’t always make the man

Sometimes she breaks the man…
Before you jump to conclusions. This was written for a friend who was having some relationship problems.
 Aug 2014 Hannah Jean
washy
Untitled
 Aug 2014 Hannah Jean
washy
how quiet the life is..
how noisy it sounds in my head.
I don't care if I break as long as I feel something.
Cause just being okay, is not okay.
 Aug 2014 Hannah Jean
Margaret
The love poems make sense.
The songs make sense.
They always made sense.
But they never made sense.
 Aug 2014 Hannah Jean
Ryan Jakes
Today is repost day
it's official
I'm reading and posting at a furious pace
I will share your words until your name is all I see
the ones I loved, the ones you hate, the ones I missed.
Each one a blessing to my eyes and heart.
I do this, not for you but for me.
Me, your friend
sat in disbelief that your name will be no more
that you will no longer sing the words of your heart into my eager soul.
This campaign of hate that has brought about the end, I will **** it's author to hell.
I hope they read this and smile, it will not linger, trust me.
They may hide behind walls and throw stones at your heart, their yellow bellies jiggling with laughter while your tears stain your skin, your light dimmed by their spite.
There is such cruelty in this place of beauty and love.
So today will be filled with you, in the hope that you see that you are so much better than they say you are, in every way. You are loved. You belong here. They do not.
All that I'll have is
beautifully scented sheets
and dented pillows
Haiku
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