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bittersweetness in the air
at the beginning of the end
you went to shake my hand
i followed it with an embrace
for i could not face
what i knew would come
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in the darkness of my night i pray for you
i think of you every night
as the calmness of the dark
washes over me
comforting me
as i pray that i'll see you again -
Fear of the heart
i'm afraid of tomorrow
as it creeps slowly along
like snail it moves
leaving a trail of past
failures and mistakes
edging closer and closer -
Connecticut
the room smelled sweet
sweetness a mix between
the sterile and calm
a sweet temptation just out of my reach
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Yesterday
yesterday
to you i was nine years old
with a black hurley hat
that never left my head
the hat that you would take
and try to hold it far above
my reach knowing i could never get it -
Seasons
Summer nights
Taste of sweet smoke
Laughter and kindness
The generosity of strangers
The hopes of tomorrow
And the struggles of a past day
Fall days
Feel the heat on your back
Loves
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249th
blow out your candles.
make a wish.
hold up a protest sign.
tonight the fireworks spell R E S I S T.
your hair's in pigtails braided red blue and white.
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When the boys grew up on sun and waves
The sun didn’t kiss these boys
It hugged them
The way you would with your best friend before
Leaving for a long time
It hugged them and
It made their skin the color of a caramel
And their hair like the sand
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tribute to emily dickinson
they have taken her.
hope.
she is trapped in the great big house made of new money & keys
that open nothing anymore. it is named america.
you can hear her,
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the waiting place is a tea store on sunday
中午 At 12:00 pm you walk into the tea store that lies just above the edges of your consciousness, embalm your tongue with the scent of green tea and honey.
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What About The Dreamers?
What about the dreamers
who stare up at the stars
What about the dreamers
whose hopes shimmer like sparklers in the night
What about the dreamers
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I Picked a Flower and Saw the Stars
When I lean against my grandma
On the green couch
She talks about things that used to be
Does that mean
When I’m her
My grandkids won’t understand