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Don't you remember the leaves that were so big they would fill your entire palm and how many colors of them that there were? Do you remember how you t..
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Does this darkness have a name? This cruelty, this hatred; how did it find us? Did it steal into our lives or did we seek it out and embrace it. What ..
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Like a innocent little girl, you used to be there. But growing up has made you different. Made you more vulnerable. Falling under the pressures and in..
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Sometimes beauty isn't about the colors or designs that lace around the body. Sometimes, true beauty radiates out of a smile, a beat of the heart, or ..
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I'm so inspired. Words are spiraling around in my head. Phrases, ideas, many, many things flowing through my head into words. But they never fit toget..
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Amidst the broken pieces, and the terrible words, and the pools of tears, your smile was the clearing sun in my utter darkness. In the days where I wa..
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Her hair is the ocean as it whips against her face in the rain. She makes her slow decent home after the same, horrible day at school. And she's the t..
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It’s the similarity that is an ache that pulls you down onto the floor. It’s the swirling leaves in an instant of sadness. It’s the ..
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You jump into love full force,
Not knowing what lies below you of course.
Your heart takes over, not even giving it a thought.
You throw yoursel..
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Higher, higher she swings on her swing set,
She looks up into the sky forcing any thoughts to help her forget.
She holds back the tears that begin..
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