Poetry
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Letting Go
I unfolded it from the awkward skeleton of emotions it had become From the confining lines of unshared passions and unsure promises And with sure and gentle fingers, with a little bit of sadness too, I refashioned it with all its imperfections and all its torn sides– into a blue paper crane That could crane…
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And That’s When I Knew
Still, I dived– Headlong With you and into the waters unthinking and unafraid, Into the tides that stretched Far along the horizon Sun drenched and smiling In a chaos of our making
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just another dumb poem
I refuse to romanticize myself. I am unstable and indecisive. Impatient and overly impassioned by the smallest things.
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Today, the book I was reading got wet I left it outside on the porch, let the rain Trample over the opened pages, and didn’t realize what I had done until the downpour subsided And the rain slowed to a drizzle
Via Justine De fant 