poetry
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Some boys are heartbroken
I had a boy who made me feel bad once cry about another girl to me. I stared at him as he drowned in his thoughts while I felt nothing. Later I thought, damn, that bitch beat me to it. Some boys are heartbroken and you wouldn’t even know.
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Lost Cause
hopeless romanticsurrounded by love.lustfulwithout intention;distancing herself—from it all.heartbroken at herself—she means no harm.what is it—that draws her affection?beauty? God?anything beyond the surface?how petty.a hopeless romantic—she is.distancing herself from lovewondering the answerto her lost cause.
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Meeting God in Yourself
“What does it mean for you to be God? If one answer is to be a part of everything, well you are a part of everything, from your vantage point. Everything is a continuation of you, just like every day is a continuation of the other days.” Evelyn from Sunshine…
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Why it’s Your Duty to Dream
Without dreamers, there would be no dreams;no ideas, thoughts, inventions or persistence. Without dreamers, most of what we have wouldn’t exist;those who have more than they imagined would not have seen another way. It is your duty, my love, to dream beyond what one can convey. To dream a better…
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I remember I would come here when I had no other place to go
I remember being here when I was alone. I imagine those who stumble upon by blog as those just walking by on the street. I’m walking down the street by myself watching you in your own worlds walk past. I imagine it snowing. And the streets are lined with light…