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The bridge *draft*
She would go to the bridge every day
It was beautiful
And it saw HER
She would meet gen
They would talk for hours in the
cool shade
They were beautiful
"In 113 years will we still be strong?
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The diamonds
Let the page write the story for much time has passed
Since we carved the lines into the ground
Each bloody footprint weaving a spiderweb
A map maybe
For those to come -
The lost boat
I am a lost sailor
Pulling
Tugging at
The boat
The wave
Here
Crashing down on me
Ripping my soul into
As many pieces as there are grains of
Loves
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Forever
Three years ago,
You said forever.
And I repeated it,
It left a sweet taste in my mouth.
Like sugar poured onto a lemon,
Covering up the sour bitterness. -
you are
you are an ocean,
a transparent abyss of blue
that could swallow someone whole,
waves battering against thick grains of sand.
you are a battlefield,
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Yin and Yang
And then there were two,
Sitting on a bench by the bus stop.
Waiting.
Watching.
Two kids - teenagers - then young adults.
On different sides of the same story.
One representing tails
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Growing Pains
Growing up isn't something you enjoy
Unless you're, like,
Five,
And the world is still golden,
And you can't see
The hourglass
And the grains of sand
Falling
Falling