from p.4 on Mon., 3/20

Of I were awake
to see the message,

what wouldn't happened
could've
and should've.


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Fresh hamburgers,
juicy watermelon,
a barking dog,
mini-golf
and a warm sunset.


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Filtered light falls from cloudy
white windows,

Bitter scented soil mingles
with plant's transpiration.

Greenhouse going for miles,
urban forest here!


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Rose petals
bleeding on
my sheets.

from p.1 on Mon., 3/20

Nothing.

Barren and windy,
a feeling of grey
overcasted onto me.


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Nothing.

And nothing.

Then...

Something.


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I glanced over my shoulder
and my heart hasn't
stopped skipping beats.

I found her doing the
same.

Holding my gaze.

Holy S***


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Now the sky shines
with beauty
and the
world smells
with fresh
air making
me think
of a new
beginning.

from p.4 on Mon., 3/13

Frightened.

Chris Walker,
walks and screams.

Outlasting the game.

Outlasting the asylum.

On another note,
Ikea.


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As the days go by
the sunshine slowly
fades.

As the world darkens,
all I see is light.


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As life moves quick,
I am standing still:

Enjoying the loud cars
and people's chatter,
petting a soft husky
and holding his hand tight.

A moment I won't forget.


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The walk,
extra steezy
made it appear
more breezy.

from p.1 on Mon., 3/13

Deep noises
overtaking reality,

falling deeper

into

the normal.


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The streets were wet,
the walls were bright.
I wanted to climb
inside them and
forget the world.


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Innocent
green eyes

take away
my focus.


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Tears,

I don't know what
happened,

resentment turned
regret,

she was the
only good thing in
my life,

and I ruined it.

from p.4 on Mon., Feb. 27th

papers,
words:

lots of meaningless
words.


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Scrambled eggs and
cleaning supplies.


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Born cracked &
shattered.

Now abandoned.

Replaced by one alike,
but new.

Iridescent and new beauty.


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As if warmed by summer sun
arms bear fresh laundry,
static dryer waves radiating
pillow clouded mornings.


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Skip dap
pap shabap
slip slap
dodap dodap.

from p.1 on Mon., Feb. 27th

I marched on
towards
unenviable distinction.

It wouldn't be the
first time she
friendzoned me.


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A girl with
cinders upon
her face.

I felt like her
that day.


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Many filled with joy.
Some are winners.
All have regret.


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I forgot to close my
curtains and fell asleep
to the moon

but wake up to the
sun burning my
back.


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An impromptu adventure,
long walks through dirt,
exists in my mind

perfectly.

There's still mud on
my shoes.


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