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Becoming of the Sun
The sun rises on its own
There is no one to lift it
Or hold it as it glows.
The sun had no father
To ha..
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As a child
Every Sunday
I would go
Get ice cream
With my father.
I’d feel
Overwhelmed
By the amount
Of opti..
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I rest underneath red leaves as they undress branches,
I feel my body quiver with desire for the color of the fire.
I stand on a mountain of..
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I disappointed
my father
in many ways.
When I was
12 he caught
me smoking.
When I was
15 he saw
me drunk.
..
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The candle light of the moon’s shine surrounds us,
glistening on the ground against the grass.
We’re swimming in a sea of shimmers..
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They think that they are the lightwhen they're the moon,sinking into a flickering flame.They call me her, it, Mamacita,well I'll make them remember my..
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You see I’ll love you forever
Because it is written in the stars;
It is my destiny, my fate
To be your light, your shining sunrise,..
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I sit behind my closed window
Listening to the music of the wolves cry
Every night.
The lullaby sends me to dreams
Of sunsets, dying l..
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Birds
sing so beautifully in my dreams,
yet,
as the sun creeps into my window
I
find that upon my wakening their tunes only screech
as..
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What I’ve done?
Never lost sight of love,
Seen the darkest hour,
Danced wildly,
Found a means of expression,
Loved myself.
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