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I see
That you are not as perfect
That I am not as flawed
As it may seem.
But for the sake of self-improvement
Shouldn’t I assume
Myself t..
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Exploring the relationship between myself and my poetry.
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Dearest words and weak expressions
Of wistful feelings and vague conceptions
Although you may be nothing now,
You'll someday bring emergence.
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You are so many different things
There are so many ways to know you
You never could leave me
As long as I try
I’ll always have something to ..
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Rambling
Piddling
Muttering
Snickering
Laughing at myself when I try
And yet I keep trying.
And why?
Why am I writing?
Something to say?
To r..
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You are, as you have always been
The most wholistic remnants of my soul.
I live, eternal, through the honest
Sentences and metaphors I’ve tol..
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If in your lifetime no one understands you,
or trusts you, or loves you
as I do--
If every word you echo fades to silence,
Meaningless to everyone..
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Words are such a tricky art
--or so it seems.
My want is to express myself
and be free,
Without concern for guilt or pain,
for them or me.
And y..
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Annoying lights and noisy cars and full of stress and people,
on a boring street between two rows of dirt and grass in disarray,
the rocky sidewalk ..
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Now think upon emotions
from outside looking in
perceiving my logic defective
this box contains ..
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