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Worry

You have me worried.

All mixed up.

Its not a good feeling underneath the euphoria.

Which I'll admit is hard to get past.

But it's there, worry.

I want all that you are but that choice is one I made for a distant day and I do not want you to come to harm over choices that have been made before your time and without your knowledge.

Knowledge is key. Its power its all that is or was. But you have so much. How do you not see. What is going on here.

Please.

Before you get hurt..

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I write into my book everyday, Your faces stare back at me, eager Hungry. Stop. Waiting. Stop. Eager. Stop. I fill you to the brim, photographs, poems, stories, words, feelings. Everything for you to get your fill. Everyday, I open my book. Everyday, I write in the pages. Everyday. You see my everyday. You give input, you tell me of your likes and dislikes. You respond with opinions and facts. You tell me what its like. When I write that I am sad, you draw a heart on your keypad. When I tell you I am lonely, you riddle me with x’s and o’s Why be sad when I have you, why be lonely when you fill my empty pages. But that’s all it is, faces to look at and pages to fill. I am alone. I am scared. I am sad. I feel unloved, unwanted. I love you, enter. You don’t have to feel alone, enter. See I am right here to ‘talk’, enter. Whenever you need me, enter. D i s t a n c e That is what makes me feel lonely. That is what makes me feel scared. That is what makes me feel sad. That is what makes me feel unloved. That is what makes me feel unwanted. Everyday, I open my book, Everyday, I write in the pages, Everyday, I fill you to the brim, Everyday, patiently like a baby bird, waiting for it’s mother’s regurgitation. Everyday. Today, you starve. Today, you are alone. Today, you are scared. Today, you are sad. Today, you are unloved. Today, you are unwanted. Today, I close my book.

My book, s.m.

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“And I could see the world in her eyes... The rich soils of the earth wraps round her pupils, just outside her view. The deep green trees of the forest, spring from that soil, and their roots burrow deep inside her earthy soul. You can feel it, when you look into her eyes. Their strength: She stands firm, and strong as any oak... Reaching out, with open arms to the sky. Their flexibility: her passions stir her to dance, in the winds and the rain.. Twirling, and blowing about. You can tell, by the way she watches the skies, that she longs to touch the clouds, and to soar among the stars. I can feel the world in her soul, and see it in her eyes... Can't you feel it? The wisdom of an aged soul, here more to teach than to learn? I can. And if you open up your mind, perhaps you can too...” -Christian Rollins, Inspired by the photo above.