Lillith Whitaker Poems

Your feet brush the ground,
It's as if you don't belong here,
You don't make a sound,
It's as if you have silent tears,
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The truth finds us in many ways
Its always there
Even on bad days
Sometimes its even unfair
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Love is like flowers who grow and sprout there leaves,
Love is like the wind that rustles the trees,
Love can be fierce like the raging sea,
Love can be gentle like a buzzing bee.
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