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The One Who Got Away
I was eight years old,
and everyone around me was dying.
I wish I was younger so then I wouldn't
understand what war was.
Now I'm twenty-six,
and everyone around me is dying
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The Girl with the Polaroid in her Phone Case
The girl with the Polaroid in her phone case
is the one I want to kiss.
The girl with the Polaroid in her phone case
doesn't even know I exist.
The girl with the headphones that mess up her bangs
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Second, third, and hundreth chances
I've seen how this goes before,
Over and over—
I paint your unclouded skies with gray,
I'm the rain in your more-than-perfect day.
Who was the idea you had of me?
Her mascara wasn't running down
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Hello Winter
Hello Winter,
I see you through the light
peaking through my curtains.
Your white blankets every living thing.
But Winter,
When will you comfort me,
Wrap me up like a present,
Loves
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songs from an empty chair
I write this now, in loving memory of a man who has not yet left us.
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ember
They come out of nowhere,
people rising up from the ashes,
no coordination, no plan in place,
just people who, at the same time, spread all over,
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puppet
They are smiling,
Lips stretched up, with a slight crinkle of their eyes,
They are listening,
Nodding along, making hums of acknowledgement,
They are happy,
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A Tiny Write
I like to think
that if our friends;
sometimes the closest people in our life,
can see us for our soul.
Then so can others.
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Breaking out
I step out into a cool summer night
The air fills my lungs and soothes my anxiety riddled body
I walk out and feel the calm breeze on my torn up skin, wrapping around me like it's comforting my wounds
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After Party Party
The party ends the dancing
begins
beautiful mutual
agreement that social-ness
is exhausting.
Bouncing spinning laughing
hair in high pony tails
we're models singers dancers