hidden poet

A change in perspective
will change a sunshine filled hour
into a melting, hot, and unbearable eternity.
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The marks you left inside of me,
those cannot be seen.

These marks, though,
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Thneeds!
Everyone needs a thneed!

What is a thneed?
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'What's a soul? '
asked the child.

The teacher said
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Love is a picnic in the park, on a red checked cloth, eating from a bruised wicker basket.
Love is fishing in the summertime.
Love is the smell after rain.
Love is 70 degrees Fahrenheit, or maybe 103.
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I sit here late at night;
alone, afraid, and in the dark.

I wallow in my self despair
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Baby steps are tiny.
Each liitle gain is applauded.
And when you fall
someone is there
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The tears wont fall.
I wish they would
so they could cause a flood.
Like Alice did in wonderland.
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Roses are so beautiful;
but I wonder,
if a rose had feelings,
would she feel beautiful?
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Happy.
That's me today-
bright and bubbly,
bursting with friendship,
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Life is gray,
the shapes all blend together.
Nothing has a meaning.
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i cling to the words
that fall from your lips

i clutch to me
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You're going on a mission.
I'm so proud of you for it.
but...
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'Lord, what fools these mortals be'
loving each other hopelessly.
We're mortally foolish you and I
but our love will never die.
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How are you today?
Is it strange that that's a hard question to answer?
Do i tell you that im fine?
Or great?
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'Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, but today is a gift. That is why it is called the present.'

'Yesterday is history'.
That's why I can't remember.
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I'm ready-
bring it on.
I've made mistakes
but I've learned from them.
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Sleep and slumber.
Words that have the same meaning
but only in their barest state.
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Mice in a maze.
Cats in a box.
Push a button;
get the cheese.
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Once, in a rose garden,
grew a lily.
Its vibrant shades of orange and gentle hints of pink,
daring to bloom
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