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#summer2016
in theory, summer vacation seems like the perfect getaway especially while i'm suffering through my classes in school so seemingly serene, a needed moment of rest like i could escape every problem in my life if i could just hold the hands of summer in reality, it just reminds me of my loneliness the heat beating me down into oblivion leading me to thoughts i wouldn't have time for in school my future, a muddy slope my love life, a trainwreck stuck on loop my friends, a distant memory, a fright of ghosts the only thing i've learned this summer is "be careful what you wish for"
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Aug 1, 2016
Aug 1, 2016 at 6:24 PM UTC
ii. summertime weariness
The smell of sweet honey wisps over. Golden hue of the autumn evenings filter over the moment. 'Cause you took these two left feet... Music plays in the trees, being carried by the warm soft breeze. And waltzed away with my heart... Sounds of happiness fall over, Spinning in the tall chestnut grass. No, I don't dance, but here I am... Smiles form, never receding. Pure joy fills the hearts of many. Spinning you round and round in circles... Laughter melts the pain away, as the warmth of the sun falls behind the barn. It ain't my style, but I don't care... Shadows dance in the evening light, like the twinkling reflection of the stars in her eyes. I'd do anything with you anywhere... The country moonlight illuminates the dirt road, continuing endlessly, like the love stretched between two. Yes, you got me in the palm of your hand, girl... Trucks glide under the southern sky, Kicking up dust through the fields. 'Cause I don't dance... Laying under the dazzling ***** of fire, Hand in hand, Heart to Heart. No, I don't dance.
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Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 5:18 PM UTC
Country Lights
I don’t understand. I have never wanted to do this before. I was always afraid of those who did. Always afraid I would lose them, Forever. All I did was try it once Never realizing what I was getting myself into. All the stress piles up, School, Sports, Society. Never knowing where it’s coming from. Never stopping. “It will only happen during school” I say, “It is only a onetime thing” I say. Only it isn’t It isn’t going to stop until life stops. Forever. June 20, 2016
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Oct 2, 2016
Oct 2, 2016 at 10:17 PM UTC
Realize Before it is too Late
It starts with one, Expands into many. You only see a few. These were the beginning. There are many more hidden, Never to be shown. They still hurt, maybe even more. Continuing to grow Until there is no room left. June 20, 2016
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Oct 2, 2016
Oct 2, 2016 at 10:19 PM UTC
"Art"