Loves
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When They Cry
When my father cries, he sticks his lip out like a kid, his jaw shaking, his eyes red.
He cries when a truth is told:
Someone’s leaving, the end is near, or a fault is exposed,
Guilty
Ugly.
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To Wield Both a Pen and a Sword
I want to hold
Both a pen and a sword,
To find struggle within my words,
To make pain drip from the ink,
Trickling onto my palms,
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Time's A Bird
Time’s a bird
Sailing ever so swiftly
On a sea of wind
Rushing the excruciating moments
Letting the blissful moments linger
