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heidi Jul 26
i marinate in memories
taking the time to let it break me down
and add a little flavor to my life
i am rarely inspired anymore, the light has dimmed significantly for me - here is a snippet of a lost trail
heidi Jul 25
i'm grateful for scraps
just a drop of your sweet love
a taste of honey
he can keep me hanging on as long as he likes
heidi Jul 23
Quiet and hazy

Yellow summer afternoon

Hungry and lazy
another hot summer day in the desert, sun so bright it turns my vision white!
heidi Jul 21
I walk on the side of the road because there are no sidewalks,
And my shoes are half a size too big.
When I kick up the dust, it settles under my socks.
short poem, true story.
heidi Jul 12
i rip at my face
only my disfigurement
will match her beauty
my face will never match my true self
heidi Jul 11
I take the sidewalk
and my feet are uneven.
I'll take the dirt path.
i don't get why we even have sidewalks, it is better for your feet to be upon the Earth, it supports the shape of your foot.
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