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 Dec 2015 Ianna Gayle
Cherry
That person smoked ****,
and this person smoked cigarettes.
That person cut into hearts,
and this person cut into skin.
That person gossiped,
and this person was a wallflower.
That person fought in Iraq,
and this person fought inside.
That person knew deadly secrets,
and this person was naive.
That person slept around,
and this person was a ******.
That person had the sun,
and this person had the rain.
That person was loved,
and this person was hurt.
That person is gone,
and this person is gone.
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To lift a thought to a song,
To redress perceived wrongs;
To relive my youth,
To expose the truth;
To express my love,
To see a pigeon as a dove;
To foresee the future,
To capture the elusive;
To give voice to the abused,
To find refuge when refused;
To immortalize loved ones,
To embrace the shunned ones;
To know stars are fireflies,
To scrape away lies;
To explain time is just a moment,
But enternity's in a sonnet.
Simply put,
It's the right thing to do.
 Dec 2015 Ianna Gayle
17th
where to begin?
                       where does it lead to?
                                                         will I ever be found?


                              the gates are closing in front of me
I got so close
              but then again,
                                                          ­                    I'm certainly lost
              but then again,
                                                          ­                    I've never found myself

maybe after all,
                               it leads me to you
                   it leads to nowhere
                                                  *(nowh­ere with you)


and I'm not even mad
        I'm not even sad
                                              but the fact that you're so tender to me
          breaks my heart into a million
                                                         ­      *tiny

                                                          ­           pieces

I'm so fortunate
            I've never found myself
                                                    as devoted as I feel
                                                            ­                         to you,
                                                            ­                                    *my sweetest
dedicated once again to my sweetest, Ben.
 Dec 2015 Ianna Gayle
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2016
 Dec 2015 Ianna Gayle
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My cousin asked what my resolution was for next year
I said, "to survive".

She said saying that was morbid,
but I think it's morbid if you don't.
wishing to be happy.
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