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We all throw it. Well those of us that are from or live in the south. For sure
It is all love and fun, don't let it touch your heart!
Sachiko Jan 2019
She should probably walk.
It clears her mind, and makes her happy that’s all.
She feels a little panic because life can be unexpected.
Yes, she does plan. Or maybe too organized person as she is.
She needs to be focused, and if She will not able to write it down.
She is going to blow just like a bomb.
She isn’t spontaneous.
She doesn’t go out just like a 22 years old single girl should be.
Her soul is old.
She is thirsty for knowledge, and would like to be in touch with nature.
The nature makes her feel human.
The way how her feet touch the ground makes her feel alive.
The breeze of the wind is her kind of unwind.
She’s afraid of strangers.
Or maybe not really good in meeting new people.
Sometimes, others like to play pretend.
So, she avoided the crowd because she didn’t compliment.
Sometimes you wonder if its fine for you to walk away from people who doesn't understand you. Or being different is accepted in this society. Maybe, you just stop thinking about being accepted and just be who do you want to be.
john Jan 2019
your worth
cannot be defined
by those who judge you.

only you can define
your self worth.

sometimes people cloud your vision,
but you are worth everything.

you
are
enough.
You are the narrator of your own life!
amber Jan 2019
i have gone down a rabbit hole,
and i see no way out.
I do not see anything:
there is no light.

i wish you were here,
but you are far away.
i guess i will sit here,
with my thoughts,
and stare into darkness.
Taylor - Sweety Jan 2019
When you smile, the whole world stops to stare at you..
When you talk, universe just stands still to hear you..
When you walk, whole crowd just moves apart to give you a way..
You are special and you are amazing, just the way you are..
loggi Dec 2018
You used to have flowers
For words when you spoke.

Tiny petals of sweet smell
That patterned about
Within the air
And settled in my ears.

And they stayed this way for so long
Until something came
And all the flowers were gone.

The petals withered
And hardened like rock
And made me feel numb,
But pain
When they were stopped.
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