Category: poetry
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Matches
Your fire burned too bright and mine was put out long ago, so it goes. I kept the matches in my locked box that you somehow found your way into, sparking a fire in my waterlogged heart. I don’t know what it means, where it’s going, if you meant it. I don’t need to know…
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Happiness
Running away until it feels like home A specialty of mine. I look for happiness in the eyes of others, In the winds of new places. I may always be running on the hunt for something really real. I’ll know it when I feel it, right? That is when I’ll be free, when it sounds…
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Dragon Slayer
Alone in the stone walls I crafted In cold winter silent nights Through sips of wine, dejected. If I’m a damsel then please let me be merry. I’ll be busy reading my library And praying this is all temporary. A shrew is sure to go mad When the candle’s light is cold. Loneliness makes my…
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