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Forget me while you get lost in self obsession. It’s okay, I’ll learn to love myself this time.

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March 6, 2018.

I guess I should say thank you, since grief and hatred never helped the progression of anything. So thank you for rebuking my existence, for striking me down, for your harsh uncalled for judgment. I say thank you in the face of your hostility. Regaurdless of my rights to fair justicifacation I have against you. Despite the honesty I could brutally exposure with, I will not. I am the bigger person, weak yes, but not so in my resolution.

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March 5, 2018.

My soul bleeds out skylines, these wounds cascading with sunshine.

My laugh oozes with sarrow, these crowsfeet mere canyons to hide my grief.

My eyes speak in a secrative tone, these lips chapping from stress.

I am consumed sideways by the appeal of complete independence, and the price I pay is one of raw impossiblity.

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January 12, 2018.

You can’t blame me

For glancing at the skyline when I drive

You can’t blame me

For watching how wonderfully messy the barista scribbles out my name

You can’t blame me

For closing my eyes as the wind plays with my hair and the rain kisses my skin

You can’t blame me

For dancing with the moonlight in the privacy of my room

You can’t blame me

For wondering through the alley ways reading the expressions sprayed onto the walls

You can’t blame me

For singing off key to my favorite melodies when they come on the radio

You can’t blame me

For staring at strangers as their crows feet appear along with a genuine smile

You can’t blame me

For listening to the relentless waves crash as I bury my feet into the shifting sand

You can blame me for a lot of things, I suppose, but you can’t blame me for trying to appreciate the little reasons why I’m glad to exist.