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How can I put pen to paper?
How can I clearly construct my thoughts?
Sadness, keeps holding me back.
If I start, if I dare,
Who's to say I could s..
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The daffodils on the counter seduced me with their quiet scent. The color, a vivid yellow winked at me. Outside the sun was setting, it had just raine..
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I stand there, my back is against the wall. In front of me a closed door appears. I will the voices from behind the door to stop calling out at me. Th..
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If you've ever had a moment where you were hoping to be on the receiving ends of someone's affection. It can be so embarrassing and combined with alco..
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My breaths coming out in a cloud of mist. The cool air, swirling around me. Nighttime and the stars failed to come out. A lone moon hangs full in the ..
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I had failed to notice the true sadness of the ocean. The grey waters constantly roaring towards the shore. The white foam whispering secrets, the gul..
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The wind flows softlycarrying the sweet smell of rosesin it's breeze, birds chirp happilythe sun shines high abovelong grasses sway, the rose bush com..
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My whole essence and presence is driven throughit's funny but I can't contain my excitement when your neara laughable confession, your love is delinqu..
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I met a man he seemed decentpolitical activist, outgoingengaging, confident, into artwrites poetry, stories, takes photosI think to myself, must mean ..
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This is about those nights out when you're running away from everything. When you just want to be lost and forget about the everyday.
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