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Double Dutch

Love is like double dutch  you have to know when to take  the leap and trust that the rope  will be there But when you mess up  and trip over it, you have to be  ready to go again until you get it just right. 

Double Dutch

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First Day

New year, new ideas  New year, new decorations  New year, new lessons to create  New year…New students  New year…. New  People Policies, and  Procedures you don’t have to follow, but Strongly suggested that you do.  New year… same fears that settle deep inside my stomach like  a seed sits in the core of fruit— waiting  to be spit out and into soil where it will  grow into the tree of…

First Day

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What I Really Want to Say

FUCK YOU I really want to say that That’s how I really feel but that’s unprofessional because you’re a kid? So, I take what you and how you say it with a smile on my face and bear it? Why? Because you’re a kid? It’s professional? Fuck you I feel like I’m back a child during a time where saying Huh? and Yeah would have you rubbing your cheeks and lips for weeks on end. I feel like…

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I’m…

not okay. If I’m being honest with you I dream about complete darkness every night to grow accustomed to a life in complete silence. I dream about a day where every night I am—can be happy. I’m… not happy not okay not okay because if I continue with the “not” then my next words will continue to weigh me down like a ball of iron chained to my leg. I am… here

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Spiral

I am a black hole waiting to implode.

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Old

I know I am getting old when Kitchen utilities excite me when Sleeping a full 8 hours is not enough when Standing a while hurt every part of my body when My patience wear thins when I begin to reminisce about times when doing things were easy life was easy less complicated You know you old when every statement you say begins with “Remember when we…”

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Coffee

The smell of coffee always remind me of you...

the bitter aroma fills the house like your earthy scent clinging to my skin; awakening my desire to consume you in one gulp disregarding the warning signs of getting burned.

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Tone

“Never appreciated the unsolicited stares” A distant memory that constantly plays through my head.