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robertjw4688 2 days
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My sword
is the connections
I've made
to others
and myself.
I hold it high
and breathe in,
knowing I
stand tall
in the face
of the villain
that scratches within.
Robert J. W.
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Sometimes, the most profound thoughts are born in the quiet moments when we're not even trying to be profound. It's like the universe whispers its secrets when we're just still enough to listen. 馃
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inkskinned 1 year
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of course i'm angry. do you have any idea how many times someone should have helped me?
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thedecaffeinatedprince 3 months
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talesoftaru 2 months
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Always too much,
But never enough.
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dirty-milk 11 months
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It鈥檚 hard to not love me,
I鈥檒l make you feel good about yourself.
My mirror skin will reflect
the best parts of you and
in the house party of my body
you鈥檒l be the life of every room.
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robertjw4688 1 month
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Growth is not
a straight line
nor is it a
fault line.
Growth is
a semicolon
placed where an
ellipsis
once slept.
Robert J. W.
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ad-venturism 1 month
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i have a pale green typewriter i want to bring to the park, i will find shade and sit with my legs crossed and the keys crossing, i will watch people cross my patch of grass, and i will offer in Chinese to write them a poem in English. just give me 3 words, any 3 words, you can wait in the sun or the shadow, I will study you, write a portrait of you, imagine what it's like to fall in love with you, to picture how you groom hair, face, legs, how you talk when furious about strangers and the heat. we will see.
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inkskinned 1 year
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out of everything, what gave you away was how you said i'm trying. two small words. such bitter, hopeless agony.
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bluemonkwrites 2 months
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five minutes sunshine
maybe more
today
time means almost
nothing to me
so this is every
thing
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sfsolstice 7 days
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i try to let go
of the loneliness
that's been pervasive
all my life
one exhale at a time
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loveiled 7 months
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@loveiled / Evelyn Myers Hartley deeply emotional weeping angel statue (pinterest)
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notemyforte 9 months
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i was born into chaos.
and the funny thing they never tell you
about being born into chaos
is how chaotic 'normal' makes you feel
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