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  Apr 2021 Pax
If there comes a time
that you might lose me
Find me in my poetry
  Apr 2021 Pax
They said,
"The most beautiful art is
looking into someone's eyes
when they talk about the
things they love.
And I said,
"Or looking at someone you love.
Or maybe, just maybe,
by looking at the mirror
is the most beautiful art
anyone should appreciate."
Appreciation post for myself; for you and for everyone as well. You deserve more than the world has to offer.
Pax Mar 2021
A poem is a story itself
it's just ambiguous
  Mar 2021 Pax
Lauren Johnson
I will spread dirt into every crevice of my broken heart and plant flowers so big and beautiful, that their roots will mend all the shattered pieces back together, and you’ll never be able to see the mess I used to be.
  Mar 2021 Pax
I am a stone, I will make my own ripples.
  Feb 2021 Pax
South by Southwest
Some will walk away their cares as if they walk up or down the stairs into or out of oblivions face as their mask of poetry falls from place onto the floors with checkered squares that are covered and littered with their words like flares from phrases of I don't care punctuated with the stuffings from ripped apart stuffed bears flogged by improper English weilded stares as imperfect hands in braile will yell skin deep in demeanor not so hard to tell or keep and no doubt to all I have to say as I wave my hands goodbye good day.
Pax Feb 2021
How overly flawed
My mistakes are,
As they flew
Under the skyline.

I exhaled those regrets
But they kept on
Back at me.
I've written to much today
Is this enough for me to live?
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