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My energy is real
For it is all that I can feel
And
The desire to attract
the perfect words
Fills the
10 years 10 months ago
When Winter snuck in, brisk and chill,
And the last colored leaves had
Fallen from boughs glazed with rain,
10 years 10 months ago
Millions say writing is what saved them.
Writing is all that they have.
And I am one to stand up, and agree.
10 years 10 months ago
The wind and willow whisper
Relating their own forgotten lives
Away from this
Away from this
10 years 10 months ago
My energy is real
For it is all that I can feel
And
The desire to attract
the perfect words
Fills the
10 years 10 months ago
So I'm standing on a cliff
And not any cliff
I'm on Everest looking down into the Marianas Trench
10 years 10 months ago
Just. Friends.
You said it with such ease,
Wrote me off,
Like nothing ever existed,
10 years 10 months ago
Is it the flow of the words,
or the glow of the mind
that make me spill my thoughts in ink?
10 years 10 months ago
Exhalations come in tandem with the tolling bell
Sunset’s orange fingers crawl across my face
10 years 10 months ago