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i wanna be friends with everyone again
& love the warm breeze through my bangs
while I'm flying down a narrow hill
on my bike that squeaked & sang.
i wanna find God in an old dirt pale again
on a wednesday afternoon
in june bugs & frayed rugs
& in the girls who left too soon.
& love the warm breeze through my bangs
while I'm flying down a narrow hill
on my bike that squeaked & sang.
i wanna find God in an old dirt pale again
on a wednesday afternoon
in june bugs & frayed rugs
& in the girls who left too soon.
Literature
Sad Love.
It is sad
When love doesn't survive
Except in memories and missed opportunities.
Or when it is looked down upon
Just because it is different.
Or when it is given up
In favor of familiarity.
Literature
A Letter of Understanding
Dear Heart,
Let us come to an understanding.
Welcome to your wake up call.
You are a fool. I'm sorry, but it is true.
Life isn't a fairy tale.
You knew this, always.
There is no such thing as happy endings.
The frog you wanted to kissed… he'd still be a frog.
And that prince?
He was perfect- sweet, smooth talking, a dream come true.
Until you found out he was only charming; not sincere.
Sitting on the steps as the dawn falls around you, waiting for him like in the movies?
Honey, he's already moving on. Those tail lights you see driving away in your mind's eye?
Yeah, they're his.
Never trust love; never think for a minute it's true.
Literature
A Moment
Place your hand over mine
Look me in the eye
Open my soul up and
Let it all unwind
Leave me dangling from a string
Wrapped around you, wrapped around my heart
Stretching, pulling,
Snapping
So what are you and I gonna do, my dear?
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Brings back childhood memories... ;~;