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Barren
At times, I feel I’ve been wrapped in plastic I can move, see, walk freely But there’s this film over me I’m trying to break out Screaming silently I don’t want you to hear me I don’t want you to know what it’s like My pain hidden, unseen The outside matches up Ankle to nose Continue reading
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Unwrapped
I feel like a wrapper that’s been unraveled, torn off, discarded. What’s been holding me together, keeping me in, hiding with in. Something you’ve thrown out. Trashed, dropped, stepped on, and forgot about. My protective layer is so easily dismantled. I stand here bare, nude, uncovered. With no answers. Continue reading
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Wearing My Hair Down
What will I be left with when these feelings are gone What will I write when the linger of you has passed on How will I feel when I’ve overcome this all Who will I be when I’m not begging for your kiss Where will I sit if it’s not by your side What will Continue reading
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Not One More Hello
Why is it called goodbye I find nothing good about it It’s painful It hurts No matter the reason No matter the being Saying goodbye is final I’m in despair, unwilling, unprepared I’m hopelessly waiting a return I know will never come Why call it goodbye Saying it brings tears Falling wastefully from my eyes Continue reading
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Waiting for Someday
One day, I’ll be completely over you Someday, I’ll be fine One day, you’ll text me My heart won’t sink Someday, the mention of your name Won’t make me cave in One day when we talk as friends I’ll really mean it I wasn’t ready to let you go I grabbed onto this tiny piece Continue reading
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Loving you is easy
Loving you was easy It happened over night Forgetting you isn’t so I’m hardly surviving this fight Continue reading
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Pleading
My mind whispers memories of you My heart pleads with it to stop Continue reading
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Fairytale
You will find me with the magic In the fairytales Running through the forest Beautiful wings on my back You will find me in the book As you turn the pages When perfect words come out You will find me in the mountains High and low Searching through grass Flowing streams I look at You Continue reading
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How Close
I believe that God planted a tree for each of us Sometimes I wonder how close your is to mine And if they are close enough, will the roots combined Continue reading
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Enough
If I brought the sky down for you Or pulled the ocean in close Would you see me then Would I be what you wanted most Continue reading
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