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Aug 2013 · 328
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Mariana Klein Aug 2013
What do I do?
When so much of me is with you?
It's hard for me to discern sometimes,
which parts of me are me
and which parts are you.
We are two different sands mixed together
taking forever separate.
But I want to be my own beach now.
I want to sprawl out on my own.
I want to feel new waves.
Have new footprints on my heart.
Aug 2013 · 318
Turn Away
Mariana Klein Aug 2013
Turn away
This dream cannot last
Staying is drowning
This drug is euphoric on the surface
Yet deadly at the bottom, regardless
When the paths separate we cannot force them back together
And so we walk it together while we can
We no longer can
Aug 2013 · 497
It is Time
Mariana Klein Aug 2013
And so it is time
The time in which nightmares and dreams come to fruition simultaneously
The time in which we must choose our doors half blind
The time in which we walk away from all we have known
Thrown out into the world left to our own devices
It is terrifying
It is exhilarating
It is now.

— The End —