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 Feb 7 Jn
Emma
Purity
 Feb 7 Jn
Emma
Calla lilies bloom,  

white snow on a black canvas,  

grace in shadows' hold.
 Jan 23 Jn
Isaac
Enlightened
 Jan 23 Jn
Isaac
Like water
We converge
Into oceans.

But first,
We diverge
Into rain.

And rain
Flows down.
It makes its way.

Don't fight
What can't
Be changed.

Don't give in
To the madness
Of contradiction.

An open mind,
Reflecting,
Isn't dazed.

Just go
And meet
The ocean

Where you
Unite with
Vastness.




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 Jan 23 Jn
Isaac
Dopamine
 Jan 23 Jn
Isaac
Bored and lazy,
I lay my head down.
My eyes are closed,
Daydreaming.

I do not want
To do a thing,
A side effect
Of using.

I need a
Substance
Just to care,
Even when
I'm losing.

I'm thoughtless
When I'm sober,
Indifferent to
Refusing.

Learn from my
Mistakes;
Don't learn
By doing.

I wish I
Wasn't ruined.
 Jan 21 Jn
Isaac
My Disease
 Jan 21 Jn
Isaac
I don't know why,
But no one likes me,
And it pains me.
I think I'm wrong
In so many ways.

If I give up,
It'll stop hurting.
My lesson in life
Is learning
To numb the pain.

I'm running on empty,
Searching aimlessly;
My mind is in a daze.

My soul is longing
For what is gone,
And now a thick fog
Pervades.
 Jan 13 Jn
Emma
Haiku 11/01/25
 Jan 13 Jn
Emma
seagulls carve the sky,

circling cliffs, storm whispers near,

winds howl, waves collide.
Stormy weather outside going to hibernate today on the sofa and read.
 Jan 13 Jn
BipolarBear
You made me a poet my dear;
forever inspired with you near.
Alas, you took it all and left -
my rhyming words your greatest theft.
 Jan 5 Jn
Liana
The smallest things
Seem so overwhelming
Take a shower
Get dressed
Get out of bed
Clean
All of them
Seem so hard to do
They take so much energy

I've learned that the only thing that helps

I s

T o

B r e a k

I t

D o w n

Even with the small things

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Sorry if the last part was confusing

(This note was written by someone's autocorrect in their brain malfunctioning a lot. I know many like this.)
 Jan 5 Jn
Emma
Red poppies bow low,

heads bending in whispered pact,

soldiers in still ranks,

bleeding upon the soft earth,

awaiting the wind’s command—

battlefields of fleeting bloom.
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