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467 · Dec 2017
Jellyfish
Chelsea Dec 2017
I wonder how they stand
with their jellyfish spines,
or are they so stubborn
that all they feel is a backbone?
393 · Dec 2017
Weight Of a Feather
Chelsea Dec 2017
I walked along the cobblestone,
my feet light with each step.
It was an unfamiliar feeling,
a change of pace from the
heavy footsteps I once kept.
Oh, these foreign towns,
turning me into the weight of a feather,
having me practice my writing
in the form of a "miss you back home" letter.
382 · Dec 2017
Human Bandage
Chelsea Dec 2017
A human bandage for others,
we forget we too need tending.
****** & bruised,
it's okay to give yourself
a bandaid too.
311 · Dec 2017
Sunsets and Smiles
Chelsea Dec 2017
There's certain things that make me feel high
in the most natural of ways,
like the colors of the sunsets
and your smile on a bad day.
273 · Dec 2017
Eyes Of a Tourist
Chelsea Dec 2017
He used her body like a map,
exploring each curve to its depths,
traveling to all the same places
he's always been.
Yet with eyes of a tourist,
he marveled at the view...
breathing her in like he'd
never make it there again.
210 · Dec 2017
Cracks
Chelsea Dec 2017
The cracks in the ceiling
stared back at me,
as if even they had their
**** more straightened
out than I do.

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