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 Jun 2014 Margaret
Juliet Claire
My mind is stuck in between loving and hating you.
 Jun 2014 Margaret
Eliot York
The promise
of tonight
stirs within

Let it
soon
begin
5pm, Saturday. #10w
 Jun 2014 Margaret
Joanna Grace
the storm blew in from the south
steaming hot tea filled my mouth
and the blanket hid my insecure legs

if reading will make me sound wise
then why do these tears fill my eyes
on this journey to lose my innocence

as i learn of new thoughts and new things
and learn how to pluck at the strings
my afternoon damns the fumbling thoughts
far away in the hells of despair
i found growth but there is a winter waiting to **** it
 Jun 2014 Margaret
Wolf Irwin
To be.
 Jun 2014 Margaret
Wolf Irwin
I just want to be happy,
Nothing more, nothing less,
I just want to learn lessons,
And pass lifes tests,
I just want to enjoy being,
Free from thought completely,
I want the eyes to see,
The miracles that meet me,
Discouraged at times,
Its called being human,
And I know ill realize,
But i don't want to wait for when,
I know thats fantasy,
and those thoughts serve no purpose,
Wishing for what we don't have,
Will surely only hurt us,
Somedays are harder then others,
To just let go and be free,
But thats just life,
I just want to be me.
 Jun 2014 Margaret
Wolf Irwin
Light
 Jun 2014 Margaret
Wolf Irwin
A quintessential detrimental light to the dark,
Its essential for potential blooming in our hearts,
Fitting puzzles is no trouble if we do our part,
We can struggle and rebuttal if we only start,
Work together towards the better having piece of mind,
Cut the tether love the weather peace is all we find,
Forget the clock just never stop there's no such thing as time,
Dodge road blocks pull up your socks and just watch for signs.
 Jun 2014 Margaret
Young Soda
Fester
 Jun 2014 Margaret
Young Soda
Boxes made of wood.
Leaves dissolve to mud.
The apple of the bag.
Colors wander, colors return.
Shade is a different place.
Preference favors the repast.
Earth eats in the dark.
Ground grows old in the light.
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