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"zuri" poems
Into reading, a lot probably introverted weird is good in my book I am serious like that... Cook like crazy Pen in hand is how I function The University of Wolverhampton builds artists some fix broken bones, mend hearts, build technology from scratch I speak truths in worded lines at night when the world is an endless sea of tranquillity life is exhausting everyday is leg day when you are running away from things that keep you awake at night. some call them problems. we all have them, you are not alone. take a break, smile it is ok if your body is not what God's are made of. food nourishes. give your heart What it needs, be compassionate, be human, smile more... A smile just makes life a little easier, doesn't it? If you can't on your own, wine does the trick too Let's paint a new story together.. music in the air. Lips, they speak truth to existence and kiss body parts... they tell us, "we can" ... and then, "we believe" ... It starts with a "hi, hello, how are you?" ... see you on the other side where people are REAL! ... it is true, uncommon valor was a common virtue in the good old days. Not so much, today. Sincerely, Zuri
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Jun 19, 2020
Jun 19, 2020 at 3:52 AM UTC
ZuriearthL
An Introduction
Into reading, a lot probably introverted weird is good in my book I am serious like that... Cook like crazy Pen in hand is how I function The University of Wolverhampton builds artists some fix broken bones, mend hearts, build technology from scratch I speak truths in worded lines at night when the world is an endless sea of tranquillity life is exhausting everyday is leg day when you are running away from things that keep you awake at night. some call them problems. we all have them, you are not alone. take a break, smile it is ok if your body is not what God's are made of. food nourishes. give your heart What it needs, be compassionate, be human, smile more... A smile just makes life a little easier, doesn't it? If you can't on your own, wine does the trick too Let's paint a new story together.. music in the air. Lips, they speak truth to existence and kiss body parts... they tell us, "we can" ... and then, "we believe" ... It starts with a "hi, hello, how are you?" ... see you on the other side where people are REAL! ... it is true, uncommon valor was a common virtue in the good old days. Not so much, today. Sincerely, Zuri
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These days... Are you sitting alone in the quiet and cold or surrounded by friends with your colors and smoke Are you thinking of me as you fall back to sleep Or grinningly praising the silence and peace Is your love still the same Are you glad that I'm gone Do you miss me at all Are you happy alone? Yeah These days... I knew that I cared more **** probably too much but now I can't eat or find joy in the comfort of knowing you're finally happy - you're free But did it really take you not talking to me? God, just tell me straight Did you want me to stay? Please... know I'm around Are we better this way ...these days You're still my everything Yeah, that'll never change But I need commitment and love not these tears you're proud of You say you're a man; are you happy again? Well, **** I still see you and Zuri, I still miss my lover, but I need security the way you need me not to hover. I want peace and partnership You want casual relationships We both can't win and we're fighting again These days... I get it now I really do see Insouciance doesn't make you worse than me and being so invested doesn't make me right. We want different things - is this worth the fight? And one day I hope you will want to be mine But you need some space and I need some time to forget your ambivalent shove toward shame and the way that it hurt you to call out my name. But I am still here Your pain is still mine and though I know love tends to fade over time I swear that mine won't One day you will see One day you'll remember And it will still be ...these days.
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Feb 27, 2015
Feb 27, 2015 at 8:50 PM UTC
katelyn-knapp
These days...
These days... Are you sitting alone in the quiet and cold or surrounded by friends with your colors and smoke Are you thinking of me as you fall back to sleep Or grinningly praising the silence and peace Is your love still the same Are you glad that I'm gone Do you miss me at all Are you happy alone? Yeah These days... I knew that I cared more **** probably too much but now I can't eat or find joy in the comfort of knowing you're finally happy - you're free But did it really take you not talking to me? God, just tell me straight Did you want me to stay? Please... know I'm around Are we better this way ...these days You're still my everything Yeah, that'll never change But I need commitment and love not these tears you're proud of You say you're a man; are you happy again? Well, **** I still see you and Zuri, I still miss my lover, but I need security the way you need me not to hover. I want peace and partnership You want casual relationships We both can't win and we're fighting again These days... I get it now I really do see Insouciance doesn't make you worse than me and being so invested doesn't make me right. We want different things - is this worth the fight? And one day I hope you will want to be mine But you need some space and I need some time to forget your ambivalent shove toward shame and the way that it hurt you to call out my name. But I am still here Your pain is still mine and though I know love tends to fade over time I swear that mine won't One day you will see One day you'll remember And it will still be ...these days.
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