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2017.
Day 353- Reflection. Year 2017, poor reception. Countless wrong directions, Misconceptions~ All crashing thru the tidal waves, ~In a sea of introspection~~ Flowers at bloom, in constant growth. Glasses up for a September toast. 21 21 2-what? where’s the fun? Gotta run, No time to spare, Lil’ worker bee– side note: cut my hair. Searching… Continue reading
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Hourglass Thoughts
The flower was once a bud. Fragile, naive, & a wee-bit young, Innocent indeed– doesn’t seem like it though/ you wouldn’t believe. In him I could see, the 2-years-ago ‘me’. All of the love~ pure and undoubtedly true, I’m not sure what it was, that brought me to you. It was fate, I must theorize–… Continue reading
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7am Words
Allow the sun to set the tone. Luminous, Beaming, Bright. Embrace the moon as it steadily takes over, Pensive, Alluring, Undoubtedly, night. Paused in time, Stuck on a rhyme, Did anyone ever tell you, That life would be this divine? Day by day, No one knows what to say. & Did you recognize, the sunken… Continue reading
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A Juxtaposition
I am quick to love. I give too much, too soon. I have all this love and affection inside of me, just begging to be released. When I find someone who coequally wants it, I become eager. But I give too much, too soon. I am quick to love. (And cursed to feel.) ~ A… Continue reading
lost conceptions 