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Harriette Jun 2014
a thought that has never strayed far of late is one of our perception.
take the idea that eyes are the windows to the soul.

now perhaps when we look at someone we are seeing then for who the are. perhaps; but probably not. we create an idea of that someone, often without meaning to or knowledge of it.

then there is the eyes thing.
if we do not know who truly is inside, then perhaps the window is darkened, leaving us mostly with a reflection?
Harriette Jun 2014
poems are often used to express an idea or emotion
a thought or a plan
or something along those lines

they sometimes have structure
to control the hurricane of feeling
being scribbled on the page

I ask of you
why
if poetry is meant to be from the poet
why follow another's standards?
Harriette Jun 2014
how do you move on
when your wandering mind
holds onto the thoughts
with such strength?

how do you convince yourself
that you are okay
when you are so fragile
that you flinch away when anyone tries to
reach out to you?

please, tell me how
i am too broken
to even attempt to repair myself
i
just
can't

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