Wednesday, March 1, 2017

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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