Gigi Levin Poems

The soft wind blows on my face
offering that special, invigorating scent only summer can have
Here I found my first love
Here I learned what life means
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Surfing downhill on a white blanket

I could fall at any moment
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I use it when I write,
I use it when I fight.
It's the hand that holds my blanket
all throughout the night.
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The river feels like home
more than where I live
The water keeps me sane
To be without the water
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Depression
the whirlpool sucks me in
and I feel as if
I will never be happy
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Everything breaks under stress.
Even humans.
Even me.
And I am dangerously close to breaking.
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Dear God

Why did you kill my cousin in a motorcycle accident?
Why do you let all those poor people starve?
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