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Sometimes, things happen
Sometimes, things change the way you see things
Sometimes, the world never seem the same again
And sometimes, you realize that it has always been that way
Sometimes, you just see it wrong, and then right
Sometimes, things change the way you see things
Sometimes, the world never seem the same again
And sometimes, you realize that it has always been that way
Sometimes, you just see it wrong, and then right
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Raindrops slow the noise.
Steady goes the quiet from the sound.
Noisy glances from girls and boys trying not to move around.
Always looking up then down.
Trying not to meet your eyes.
Nervous, hyper, overthinking.
To be myself? Or to be wise?
Wise then..
Stop slouching when your not alone.
Collect the courage to leave your home.
Add some numbers in your phone and maybe make some friends
Who's realities aren't questionable.
Stop.
Focus.
Reality.
Back to your pretty eyes.
You smile pressing straw to lips and the ground is my disguise.
You ask me what I'm thinking.
I peek.
You really want to know?
I stop and imagine all the bad ways ex
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The midnight falls upon
The city, like a blanket
Of black & blue.
And to lift this strangeness
And coldness, I think quietly
Of you.
The warmer days of your smile,
The breath's ocean currents,
The kisses that came as
Fires, so lovely and strange
& sudden!
The nights of the stormy
Planets, when the atmosphere
Felt dense as an oven's,
Because we were together,
Flaming, foolishly loving!
And now we're physically
Separated, and maybe it is right,
But I still think of you
When the blanket, falls
In the form of the midnight.
(4/04/2015).
Y. Syskov.
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Muse
Nevermind
the small spider
in the corner.
It only sings
the Midwestern
blues anyway.
previously published @ Dressing Room Poetry Journal
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