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  Jun 2015 Victoria Garcia
ThePoet
I spent
my life
designing a
border,
between myself
and the
world of
disorder
But the
border was
breached by
a world
so sick,
with hearts
of stone
and minds
of brick

©
Victoria Garcia Jun 2015
him
I love the way you speak
And how you forget the word youre looking for
Because you were speaking too fast that your mind couldnt keep up

I gave you directions for the long way home
Because i didnt want to miss one moment of your passionate rant

I listened intently when you spoke about what you loved
In hopes that one day youll speak of me that way

Even when the tables turned
And i gave my opinion
You listened
You cared
You understood

Thats all ive ever needed
For him even though he will never know
  Jun 2015 Victoria Garcia
Eiliv Advena
Many poems I read seem so sad
The poems fills your eyes with tears
This doesn't mean the poems are bad
But sometimes a poem should be filled with cheer

There is so much beauty to write about
Not just lost love, fears, screams and shouts

A poem can be about
Flowers or trees
A poem can be about
Crystal blue seas

A poem can be about
a ring of smoke
Or a beautiful girl
Or about the beauty
We find in this world
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