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Maybe I should even try to both be
the sooner you'll get rid of feedback because they're all
Sometimes I should sing most when my state of mind
Not in a set of cards with yoga pose instructions I'm currently going

I'm tired and beautiful and cute
I'm tired and bored out

...

Oh yeah I need all
People are somewhat murky and shallow in order to show you
WHY DO something
I'm tired of being a ****** person.


...


It's really don't wanna impose anything.... But anybody want
...
I'm tired and conflicted.
Ugh I've been wondering about for ice cream to attempt to message certain people
Uck. It say
...
I really don't know
never thought I'd hate for the person
Sometimes I feel and smell of things to do
That's not an ice is weighing me
It's really painful most of the base of personal information about me, or going

...

But eating shrimp feels weirdly like

...

No, everything is predestined to die from embarrassment and/or maybe guilt. But it's just like
That magical feminist is running the only have you
You have a finger at getting people





...






My staircase is bizarrely comfortable to everything ever


Aluk op oal ilcä aäcij ulrü cujy ulsu wäsyn cujy rincy cyykky cujy ürsäüpyu ipuincy kurky jü siij urir cu lina uij rüyl opam suasäcij kyäc kuläypincy di.
That magical feminist is the stuff
Poetry made from fake facebook statuses generated by what-would-i-say.com. I mean I have thoughts that run exactly like this right before I fall asleep so it's technically written from the soul.
To gain-l
ess virtuEs (
undone storie
s
that tell lies to their child
ren and spread
       demons in the
ir wake)

Trappings of souls in wHite. Threaten our days

Until all that’s
left; rather diminutive
findi
ng passion in Th
e cold (under dure
ss
  gathering riche
s in frost heaves
upEnding mound
   s of dirt) to reach a g
oal

Gratitude multiplies under the weiGht

Of longing and
b
l
i
s
s
    Our hearts a
che for restitution
Hardening un
der your tOuch (reaching
    A point of n
o return, yelling, tur
ning
Plotting i
n our graves)

Today is the end of everything Together
Elsie Jul 2016
I had those serendipitous moments
With self-confidence growing up was almost non-existant.
I doubted my abilities,had little faith in my potential
Survived serious injuries,hospitalized many times...who am i?
a noice of voice in my head...
whispered carelessly without choice
"if you could create your ideal life,what would you dare to dream
?"
I began to dream
i envisioned myself wearing a red business suit
i created a clear visual picture of my new success
i had a courage
{im}possible dream said im possible
i believed  my          (W)orth
i trusted my             (I)nsight
                                 (N)urtured myself
needed a                  (G)oal
devised a                  (S)trategy  
a dream preceds the goal
i  believe that all success begins with spreading your wings.
Liv Aug 2014
Beginning
In a craving
Never reaching the
Goal, never making it to the
E**nd
i just binged, i feel very awful. this poem is awful, i don't know what is going on everything *****

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