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Nameless Sep 2014
It's been a while since I wrote for you
But I've always know that Expression is a special gift to give to oneself
Not because only a few people can express themselves as that is untrue
But because expression brings curiosity, growth and freedom
And if others are touched by those expressions the gift gives more than it could have anticipated
Ari Aug 2014
She had two clenched fists, one around her heart and the other on her mind.
Fighting my own battles, invincible but clearly there.
Nostalgia Aug 2014
Who am I,
Am I the creatures of the sea
Or the air in which I breathe?

Who am I,
Am I the plants that sprout in spring
Or the hurtful feeling of a bee sting?

Who am I,
Am I the ground in which I walk
Or the terrifying sight of a sky hawk?

Who am I?
This is a question that will go unanswered
Yet it spreads in my mind everyday like cancer.
svdgrl May 2014
I'm getting myself back
she is behind your broken mirror.

— The End —