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In Poetry We Say....
In English we say,
“I don’t love you.”
In poetry we say,
You don’t love me the way I want to be loved,
Where you know me as well as I know you
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Media Effect
Sometimes I don’t understand why
We all try so hard
To be something we are not
So much so
That
Everyone
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Adjective, Noun, Noun, Verb.
Stu•pid
Adjective: having or showing great lack of intelligence or common sense.
I was the fool,
Who mistook your kindness as a friendship.
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Loves
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Apple Cider
I want to drink apple cider with you
Like it’s a fine wine,
Make-believe adult, wrapped in your wool blanket,
Counting the minutes until your parents return.
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Behind the Perfect Imperfections
Behind the walls,
behind the fences.
Behind the perfect,
the imperfections.
Swallow my pride,
I am not
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The Little Boy
The leaves have fallen.
They are changing.
It's almost that time of year again.
Over there, a little boy
sits alone,
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Ourselves
We are running from
Ourselves
Because we have built
Ourselves
As a single entity
Connected by invisible strings
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Time Is Not a Statue
It’s dark, where I am. Not cold, for cold gives you solace. Not hot, as in a hammer striking molten iron to make a sword. Not warm, pointlessly and deliberately harsh and itchy.
