Maya Hanson Poems

Why do raindrops
conform to the crowd
Why do they
follow in each other’s footsteps
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I'll move with the wind
flying colors, past the peak
of the mountain you stare at
every morning
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The time between then
and now
it’s almost killing me
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I want to take a
Risk, throw myself off a
Cliff, the air is so
Brisk, please grant my wish
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Moment captured
light fades
I won’t come here again
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Laughing
is not only
the best medicine
It creates
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Perhaps love is like a dream
hidden in the shadows
Perhaps love is like a dream
dancing in the cold wind
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“Maybe…”
What a word!
Maybe
it’s absurd
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I should be proud, it went perfectly
But instead I’m standing here
It’s hard to breathe
That’s when my world came crashing down
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Carry me back to
Amber’s house
That story long ago
Maybe I was different then
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