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gray rain May 2016
Endless paths that never seem to finish
but when they do
you find yourself back at the beginning.
gray rain May 2016
I would say ink runs through my veins
but I prefer to write in pencil.
nina Apr 2016
Like the flow of waves
I float along through this life
Tides will carry me
I will not limit myself anymore from fear of anything. Go wherever the wind takes me ~
Matthew Harlovic Mar 2016
Distance didn’t make
my heart grow fonder,
it just gave me a reason
to wander.

© Matthew Harlovic
Beinghonest Mar 2016
There's nothing more relieving than when a girl gives you a number...

That's actually hers!
Phew! I got a girl's number today, yay!

-just being honest
Beinghonest Feb 2016
I'm probably that page in your love story that you'd refrain from sharing with friends.
-just being honest
Beinghonest Feb 2016
It's not easy being me,
But if I'm not me,
Then who will be me?
"The world's a stage and we are merely players" (I think that was by Shakespeare)
So, if I don't play my part, then who would play me?

-just being honest
Free Bird Feb 2016
She only writes in black ink;
her thoughts are much too dark
for the blue.
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