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Starry Eyed
Searching for something more,
The days pass me by,
like the wind on the shore.
I look to the stars for answers,
Hoping to see my future,
In their crystal like light.
As the darkness of night,
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The Time Between
In the dead of winter,
crows call out,
their song a splinter-
in the silence of doubt.
Spring is longed for.
Its warmth wanted more-
than ever before.
Though, in the time between,
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A Reminder Of Winter
A gentle reminder of love,
the snow falls around like a hug,
one I’ve come to appreciate so much.
The chill in the air sweeps around us,
as spring dances with winter.
The two almost inseparable.
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Those I Love
I’ve come to realize,
I am not solely myself.
I am pieces of those I love,
Pieces of those I’ve loved, too.
They make me who I am,
who I strive to become.
Deep in my heart,
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What You Couldn’t Say
Your words were like a false sea,
only meant to convince me.
And when I asked what it’d be,
you still decided to go with the wind,
Foolishly I still waited, until eventually,
I grew tired of waiting for you,
Loves
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I think my parents deserve to be happy.
They deserve to laugh and sit on the floor and coo over babies.
They deserve to talk in a language I don’t understand.
They deserve to look at each other with love.
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The Monster
A moment you can’t make
a feeling you can’t shake
I am the monster
they tell you is fake
I am the apathy
leftover from hate
I’m what they hate
that’s what they’ll say
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A Letter for Everyone on YWP – One Last Time
Dear YWP,
The first time I wrote you a letter I was 13.
The second, 15.
I'm 18 now; how time flies, my lovely people.
And this is the last letter.
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the fear of my to be
i love writing.
i loved writing.
until i started thinking.
for me, writing was my everything, i think
my way to an escape, my way to a love story, my way to another life.