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Azelea V May 11
May
its May and the flowers are starting to smile
the little creatures are flying out and about
the breeze lets out heaps of warm sighs
the sky looks excited to witness the shenanigans

for so long i prayed for happiness
i never stopped;
and along the way i collected hope and faith

now it feels like every single thing is telling me
that I won , I finally won
I only know how to laugh in the places i cried
spring and summer of life, the coldness has vaporised into warmth and laughter
Brice Katherine Jul 2019
Open the windows caked in dusty melancholy
Allow the sun's strange rays through
To call the skeletons from their closet homes
Forcing them gone in hurried queue
Wake your mind from heavy slumber
Raise your weary chin
Your search for absolution
Is found once you let light in

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