May 2013
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green filled branches
grow heavy with rain
grazing the ground with tips of leaves.
blue coloured branches
bleed out in my heart
building up the weight of my tears
burying deep into my chest.
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one with one is two
two joints
two drinks
cause two without you
just leaves me drunk and numb.
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The pattern of my life if that I’m always waiting.
In every aspect I’m waiting or awaiting for something more in my life.
Or I’m always waiting just for you.
Because let’s be honest I’m always waiting upon your call.
( to reply, to show up, to return my affection/feelings. )
But last night I came over a thought that might rethink why I wait.
I thought I hated the idea...
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