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Wanderer Aug 2015
Together we strode through the park
Gathering the sweet scent of spring
The flowers had blossomed and the birds were singing
It was a beautiful day, just you and I

I picked flowers all along the trail
But only one I kept
It sat in my room but not unnoticed
The scent on its own could draw anyone in
Not to mention its captivating beauty

As each day got warmer spring was forgotten
And summer dawned with a force unlike any other
The spring flower slipped through the cracks
It was nearly forgotten

One scorching day I unearthed it from its den
The fragrance was no longer what it had been
This flattened flower was no longer alive
But it's beauty still shined rough
And I realized this flower was me and you
Chancellor
Wanderer Aug 2015
Loving someone is carrying the burden of their sadness on your back so they can have a chance to breath even if it is suffocating you
Wanderer Jul 2015
The rain pelted the glass, door in the small poorly lit room
his fingers danced across the table searching for somewhere to go
                                                              ­ They jumped
d
o
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n
to his pocket
where they slid down the smooth edging
of the paper box
containing little rolled up cylinders of his future
his fingers gently pulled at the top of the container
until it opened
and the smell of sweet tobacco escaped
                                                         ­                      clunk
a noise from outside stopped him
letting the box fall closed
his fingers idle at his sides

saving (if only for a minute)
his future from the flame
threatening to engulf his life
Clayton E.
Wanderer Jul 2015
My soul is broken
It hurts all the time
Sometimes it drips sadness
From my eyes
Wanderer Jul 2015
I miss your embrace more than anything
Chancellor
Wanderer Jul 2015
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  Jul 2015 Wanderer
Yung Wifey
Sometimes he's not the one you are looking for,
but he is right there in front of you
It's not that he's incomparable but you have no one to compare him to
It's not that he makes you feel you're the only one on Earth but he's nice and once in a while, he gives you a compliment you think about all day and night
It's not that he's funny enough to do stand up comedy, yet he still makes you laugh with his corny jokes and stupidity
He's not the best looking guy out there but he makes you wonder whether looks even matter
It's not that he is your soulmate, but he's there when you need him

Slowly but surely, all these factors add up
and you start to fall for him

You find yourself falling in love with average
Falling in love with average doesn't mean you won't have an extraordinary love.
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