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 Dec 2014 TB
WickedHope
Rope
 Dec 2014 TB
WickedHope
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g
s
that
form
thou
ghts,
that
form
words,
that          form
sente            ­     nces,
that                       form
rope,                         which
ties                               itself
into a                            noose.
Your                         ­     words
are also                    a rope,
that saves me from
drowning.
Sorry if you can't read it.
Kinda.
 Dec 2014 TB
B
Devil
 Dec 2014 TB
B
The devil went down to Georgia
But made a stop along the way
He tossed a rock and thought
Maybe... maybe not today

So your soul went free and safe
You dodged the devil again
So put the bottle or pill away
And never let the devil win

Its hard to see the open sky
If you've forgotten blue
But its still got days to shine
And so, my friend, do you
 Nov 2014 TB
B
Haiku #1
 Nov 2014 TB
B
To write is to breathe
To breathe is to one day die -
A story yet penned
 Nov 2014 TB
B
Paper Boat
 Nov 2014 TB
B
A paper boat to an open sea
A world still separating you and me
I wish you could join me here
And sit with me on this pier
We don't have to talk or think
Just watch the sun as it sinks
To where all good must one day go
To a place nobody seems to know
That's where I go, I hope you do too
Until then, I will sit and wait for you
 Nov 2014 TB
B
Rise and Fall
 Nov 2014 TB
B
I've learned from life
If anything at all
That we can rise
Farther than we fall
 Nov 2014 TB
B
The Person Inside
 Nov 2014 TB
B
Sometimes I feel like I'm a paper key
And you're a giant, cold steel door
I don't really know why it is I try
To unlock the person that is inside
Perhaps that's all I'm meant to be
I'm nothing less, and nothing more
These words are met by heavy sigh
But at least I can honestly say I tried
I may be a ragged old paper key
But somewhere there's a paper door
Asking, wondering, pondering why,
"Paper key, where is it that you hide?"
 Nov 2014 TB
B
Heaven Send
 Nov 2014 TB
B
I miss how magical the world used to be
I miss feeling that random and free
Miss it as I might, I look forward happily
Because in you, I see a little bit of me
You've taught me a lot about myself, friend
Unknowingly, my hurt and wounds you tend
A broken heart you've managed to mend
Only reminding me, you are heaven send
 Nov 2014 TB
B
White Shoe Girl
 Nov 2014 TB
B
I once knew a white shoe girl
Who met a soft and quiet red shoe guy
She'd never seen a shoe but white
In fear and confusion, she ran away
She ran so far, her shoes bled red
Only once she'd lost his trail forever
Did she look down tiredly to see
Her shoes were no longer white
But red...
Just
Like
His
 Nov 2014 TB
B
1,000
 Nov 2014 TB
B
You speak as though
You've lived a thousand lives
All filled with loss
Let me remind you
It doesn't have to be
A thousand and one
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