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that
form
thou
ghts,
that
form
words,
that          form
sente            ­     nces,
that                       form
rope,                         which
ties                               itself
into a                            noose.
Your                         ­     words
are also                    a rope,
that saves me from
drowning.
Sorry if you can't read it.
Kinda.
 Dec 2014 rained-on parade
r
19
 Dec 2014 rained-on parade
r
19
when my son was younger
he asked -

how old are the mountains
from where did the First People come
why does the sun sleep in the ocean
what is the color of rain

now that my son is older
stronger, wiser and bolder
he asks -

how old are the mountains...
...what is the color of rain


some things don't change.
r ~ 11/30/14

Hey, Son. :)
I knew you would forget, just as soon as the sun would rise,
But your words, cliché and hollow, came as no surprise.
I asked but one small favor, at both break and close of day,
Just to hear you say hello, but now, hope's bled away.
So many people tell me
You should take
a page out of their book

And I just think
*Did you plagiarize
Your whole life
If we all try to be original...well you get the point.
At some point in our life we grow up
We get jobs
We pay bills
We deal with responsibilties
We age
We mature
Some of us go to college
Some of us skip it
Some of us end up working mcdonalds
while others invent facebook
Some live paycheck to paycheck
Some bask in the glory of never having money problems
Some buy their happiness
Some find their happiness
Some make their happiness
We cover ourselves in make up
We hide behind the faces that we show the world
But know matter what happens to us in life
One thing always remains the same
...
That one thing is
The fact that no matter what
We are human
We are unique
You are human
so remember
you
are
Unique
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