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Think of Me

Worst thing about New Year’s Eve: Being a romantic But no one to love you the way you need I’m holding back the urge to walk away I’m holding onto responsibilities, Accepting my fate Oh, will you please think of me When you’re kissing your lover Send your positive vibes, Your good thoughts, Your shout…
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Right Outside My Window

Watch it as it goesOut the window,And out into the world.Watch as it no longer has a home.Watch as it slowly slips through your fingers,But somehow you know it had a piece of your soul. That void is opening, getting larger,Slowly drifting out and now you wish it could come back home.Even for a moment.Just…
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Meeting in Solitude

in a world forced into a hush, our minds crave words spoken close. our stories shared across time zones itch, while inside we scream for release. idly waiting for the tomorrows when meetings will be filled with embraces, we dream of kisses, and we’ll read each other’s faces and know exactly what it means, not…
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Fallen Pieces

An accelerated pull, or a pushing forward, disregarding the existence of brakes.A collapse into fallen leaves and twigs.A slow pluck of fallen pieces.Looking up into the sway of the trees, between a glimmer of light.Dodging, swerving away from becoming a future target.Do I rise and escape these fallen pieces?Or do I bask in the moment…
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in your flood

one step out the doorone step forwardone step closerto the flood one step backwardsone step in reverseone step awayfrom drowning a punch to the gutand tears streaming,more than the smilesmore than the ‘i love you’s and how many more years like thishow much can i take like this i agreed to ever afterbut this now,…
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Deconstruction Site

How many times do we take the leap before we realize we’ve jumped in too deep How many times do we stop to realize we need to protect our insides How many times does this heart have to break; this love, you too shall take He was the one healing the deepest scar, the wound…
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In a Sea of Lonely Nights

A lonely boy in a sea of lonely nights in that last hour of the day capturing words he wishes he had said writing them down so they’re out of his head Music fills the air soothing the tension lessening the cares Take a trip to the other side: what makes the other person tick,…
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Cold Rushing In

I open the doors On a winter’s night The cold rushes in Exposing the fragility of my plight. I’ll never learn. Always the one to run Too far, too fast Into someone else. Immersing myself as I did in the past. I should take heed, Call it quits, Just breathe And walk away. Listen to…
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In the Dead of Winter

These paths I walk all lead to snow White embankments filled with fluff Masking the truth underneath Holding us back three feet deep When will they release me Keeping me here like a prisoner Don’t they see I want out The ground is frozen I can’t move my fibers of life Shake, shake me out…
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Words at Night

All the words to say The sad ones The lonely ones The grateful ones The mad ones They circulate through you But never leave your lips Raging out onto paper For all to read But the ones closest to you Will never see Those words escape effortlessly Words poured out late at night And splayed…
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