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My mind is blank But that's not always bad The blank canvas is filled by colors Inspired by the works of others Dip your paint brush and make your mark You'll be known for your actions You could be known for your art Wether it be writing or painting or music Don't ever give in to doubt The spirit within will always have color And you are unique unlike any other Because only you explain like you do That's how you know it's genuine Creativity is found within the thoughts unknown Something that hasn't been done Maybe a new approach We wear this broach trying to fit in But to stand out will give you remembrance
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Mar 11, 2018
Mar 11, 2018 at 3:50 AM UTC
Canvas
i like to fall asleep in the sun fingers just dipping into the sand as if dipping them in chocolate i like to close my eyes and forget the insecurities that line my thighs and hope they fade with every ray but i can feel your eyes on me and i can feel you spacing out and all i can manage is deep raging guilt im so sorry
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Jul 20, 2016
Jul 20, 2016 at 3:36 AM UTC
beach
We held each other so tight, Hoping in vain That if we held tight enough We wouldn't have to leave each other. Everything came rushing in, Banging open doors And showing us all that we forgot Reminding us why we came together Why we were. And now the aching is surreal, Hard and constant, Gnawing insides out. Different from the way I missed him, This ache is a dear longing for The smiles all of you put on my face, The help you always gave me, My support team. Thank you for everything. But I can't say goodbye, Not now when we've only just go to know each other through and through. It's I'll see you later, And Good luck with Rajiv ;3
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Jun 26, 2015
Jun 26, 2015 at 2:10 PM UTC
The Everlasting Dark Side
Each and every text hit me like Little sparks of fire, Each of them igniting And enveloping me In this new feeling, Spreading warmth across my body Like warm butter, Seeping in and soaking. Popcorn popping in my stomach, Bouncing up and down, Warm and addicting. I smiled. So this is what it feels like to be loved.
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May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015 at 1:02 AM UTC
Buttered Popcorn