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 Oct 2014 jennifer ann
sarah
your eyes ignite my blood like it’s made of
the finest cognac and you are a blazing forest fire
a two second glance is a two hour high
every nerve comes alive
your smile shatters my heart and makes the pieces
w e i g h t l e s s
they float and pierce my tongue
i am speechless
 Oct 2014 jennifer ann
sarah
it would be foolish to say that you were ever mine

like making a claim to the sun only because you felt its heat
 Oct 2014 jennifer ann
Ogre Shrek
slaying playing
member of the ******* clan 4life
hashtag no life
wannabe motar so i can potar
******* trying to motar boat
punch em in thoat
picken them little kids with thee
HEY I GOT SOME CANDY
work everytime and i always say evrytime
*** baker4life
SNOOP DOG4LIFE
 Oct 2014 jennifer ann
Run
I See
 Oct 2014 jennifer ann
Run
There's a
Ghost
Behind those eyes

There's a
Fish
Behind that barely-there smile

There's a
Catch
Behind that "Yeah"

And the only thing
You can do is
Know
 Oct 2014 jennifer ann
Run
But you can't hide


And I guess that's why
I run.
Green and blue.
Each contorting into gruesome hues,
Only to dance,
With the thought of each other.
Creating,
Yellow.
Yellow like the eclipsed sun,
Yellow like the dying flower,
Yellow like the blood of Gods,
Ichor.
Random scribbles that I found in the worn out pages of my notebook. Still trying to make sense of it. And randomly smiling :)
What is it with this generation of lost souls? Do you ever just sit and think, where did we lose the part that made us whole?
Somewhere along the way, hating love and loving hate became the forefront of everything we say.

Somehow it became the generation of kids who probably won't realize they're adults until, one day, they look in the mirror and see that they're 45, still in the same pair of designer jeans and expensive shoes they could barely even afford. And the only reason they bought them was to post a picture on instagram just to get false sense of validation from people they barely even know.

We lost sight of the importance of being an advocate of self.
When we have money, that's our only weath.
What about wealth in mind, body, spirit?
This generation would rather snort lines for an out of body experience.
How sad.
The generation that will laugh watching others cry, just to fit in.
What, exactly, are you trying to fit into?
What is it really, that prevents you from being in-tune?
Why the moon isn't as interesting as that little corner of doom in a messy room, while you have no desire to bloom.

I want so badly for this generation to be better, together.
To treat one another like sister and brother -
It's time for everyone to blow their cover.
Take off the mask, they're no longer needed.
Be the future, because we are. Become what you want to be seeded.
It's okay to cry or to ask for help. Put your pride aside, go inside to find that real wealth.
I challenge you to be better.
Look yourself In the mirror and surrender.
I wish you love and peace through all of your endeavors.

Love.
- L.G.
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