dusty mattern

The Pause

Sometimes we have to wait

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I don’t think you understand

The anger, the anxiety

That comes

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sometimes i feel unlovable

when he tells me he likes me but the all the while is talking to other girls

when he tells my friends he wants to ask me out then tells me he’s not ready for a relationship

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The love has ceased.

The first day of spring, snow continues to blanket my once warm thoughts. Frozen out of my own heart, drifting deeper, falling faster, and finally sunk silently.

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i want a boy

not just any boy

i want that boy

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After the storm

When the winds stop

When the rain ceases

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Even in darkness there will be a lit candle to show the way

We just have to believe

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Sitting in a bakery sipping coffee

Watching the wait staff moving to and fro

People eating weekend breakfast

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I write when I’m pissed. So needless to say I put pen to paper quite a bit. For this world gives me no shortage to seethe about.

As human beings slowly turn this world and any legacy we would leave

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Sitting in a bakery sipping coffee

Watching the wait staff moving to and fro

People eating weekend breakfast

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