Real words…Connected through real sentences. Advertised through pretty mouths and bright teeth.
I'm terribly unsure of things. Males, especially. These clumsy fingers and awkward looks don't ever stop. I was made this way, in the image of God.
A coiled thing, wild hair and big eyed.
& how does one keep trying after five years is beyond me -
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The last little stanza is my favorite. <3
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it's not as good as any of the great things poetry related that you do but its okay.
p.s. i miss you.
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But the things you write make me wish I could write like you. p.s. I miss you too.
p.p.s. don't be surprised if your suitcase is missing someday hahahahaaaaa.
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