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 Apr 2019 sierra gautschi
Rue
And in the blink
of an eye,
she fell in love.
To my Golden Retriever puppies.
When I Take A Selfie

I always have a lot of fun
In the mist of my own
I fall in love with me
When I take a selfie

I walk around the place
Caring for my pretty face
It is so pleasing to me
When I take a selfie

I meet girls and women
And tell them in vain
This is memory for me
When I take a selfie

My beauty drives me crazy
Always keeps me busy
I always think only of me
When I take a selfie

I get an immense pleasure
To open up the treasure
I look at none but me
When I take a selfie

S. Bharat
Fall in love with yourself, not in narcissistic way. But for you're kind, loving soul and not hurting others.
our heat is rising above us
when I was taken to heaven in a mini van
maybe I feel like reliving,
maybe I want to relive
an afternoon with a bad man

wake me up when it's over
wake me up when he's gone
the day is too real to sleep

the urge to give in comes easy

tip your hat, hail a cab
a new destination for you to take me
take my mind, this body's a shell
I can't seem to burden you with a simple farewell
04-04-19
Silent and sweet,
Quiet and cute.
Feelings all hid,
In a jar with a lid.
I'm eager to









Lay her down

And

Eat her up
Feeling amorous again, 10w
I know the answer,
but I can’t seem to fill in the bubble.
I think I need to get outta mine.
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In the spring,
I remember to breathe.
I know if I don't
That things will get worse.
Much worse.
It has already happened before.
I don't want it to happen
Again.
In the spring,
I remember where I was.
I acknowledge where I am now.
Things are
Better?
Sure.
ok.
In the spring,
I meet you.
I learn you.
I understand you.
And you understand
Me.
In the spring,
I can be okay with this.
But I'm already thinking about


The summer.


I want you to be okay with me thinking about the summer.
I want you to be okay with me.
I want you to be okay.
I want you.
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in the spring i want you
I sit in a room
with a bowl of two fishes
ceiling with a fan
A room full of switches.
Door with a painting wearing
chasing a butterfly into bushes,
reminding me of the other one.
Carrying a set of dishes,
a smile of the world on face.
caring one comes to picture.
A window with bars,
and mangoes falling down.
I see pupil, rushes
spreading words through whisper
I sit in a room
where walls are limitless.
time is a vise
and each second
a squeeze

doesn’t everyone
eventually break?

don’t we have to?

she looked for
bright spots so

there must be
some darkness in
what she sees

right?

the future she saw
with him
was everything she
wanted

but not everything she needed

and each night
she fell asleep inside
his empty chest
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