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I felt like the sea.
waves of emotion, turned,
tides inside of me.
Shells scattered shores and hid beneath the waves,
yells, and places torn, and water beaten caves,
salt tears overflowed from places in the deep,
my blood still swam through me, despite  my slight heart beat,
i buried inside the crimes,
bodies lay where i lay, as i killed from time to time
but loved i also many, though many were not mine
I felt like the sea, powerful, and powerless,
i ever run and ever rest,
waters violent in my chest
i suffocate and became escape
a place where deep trenches hide deeper dreams
and some have become nightmares afraid of what they mean
I felt like the sea.
What today shall come to light?
What shall break and what shall bite?
What shall mend or what shall fall,
what shall rise, and what shall call?
Today will illuminate,
whether it obliterate or masticate,
whether it heal or whether it fly,
whether it fall, or whether it beckon,
in much, today, the light shall reckon.
today shall reveal much. in some sense it shall test. what she holds still, and what she has cast away. How true our friendship was, if it is here to stay, if she would take arms against me purposefully, or if she would know, and avoid it out of love for me.
When you give one rib for every woman you ever love
Eventually all you have left is your spine.
I don’t know whether to forget this and brush it aside
Or to just say I am tired and continue to let it lie
I guess I’ll find out what I’m made of
 Feb 2014 Rachel Ueda
R
saved by a shooting star
just the way i knew i would be
who knew what God had in store for me?
for someone that could not praise him healthily?
saved by the true king,
was blind but now i can see
for the brightness of the star
showed me or father
and let me into the fullness of his glory.
saved by God,
he showed me my weaknesses and everything that
i am to become and all that i
ever will be.
he is the true teacher
and i yearn to know what he has in store for me.
please, God. let me live the life you want me to.
and i beg of you to forgive my sins
for i will pay them for all eternity if i have too,
just so i can be able to know your glory.
 Feb 2014 Rachel Ueda
brooke
I'm tired of feeling guilty
over not doing lifts, or only
six squats, wondering why
my thighs look fat at the
gym, but okay at home,
stopping mid-crunch because
i can feel my ******* skin
i don't want to abhor the
body that I live in.
(c) Brooke Otto 2014
We sat late into the night
cross-legged on a table
brushing what little light
had the guts to reach out
toward the dark.
although the beams
didn't quite illuminate
her face
the stars made it
easy to see
her heart
Daniel Magner
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