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 Oct 2020 Emily
Colm
Sight Unified
 Oct 2020 Emily
Colm
I love the world most

When it let's me be

To just sit and breath

And to think of these

Most fervent truths

Which are known to noone

And inparted to everyone

As a part of me

In our seeing we are one

We are free
Sight unified
 Oct 2020 Emily
atticus wilson
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 Oct 2020 Emily
Sandoval
Strings
 Oct 2020 Emily
Sandoval
We were attached
by the same red string.
Except ours is wrapped around
our necks and each
time it gets harder and harder
to breathe; love wants
us together, but yet fate says
we simply cannot be.

Sandoval
 Oct 2020 Emily
Tom D
Falling
 Oct 2020 Emily
Tom D
Please don't take a picture
that you'll only leave behind
Don't bother with the memory
or keeping me in mind
I'd rather not be there
if you are never going to care
So, please don't take a picture
if you would be so kind
 Oct 2020 Emily
Tint
Period. 1
 Oct 2020 Emily
Tint
I fall in love with old souls
when I'm just a dead soul
they accept my sorrows
and I brought them loathe
forgive me dearest
for I turned into hurt
while looking at loving
as the holy of all that bursts
 Oct 2020 Emily
NewFoundPoet
You don’t see me.
I mean…
You do… see me.
You see, a warm smile.
You see, direct eye contact,
You see, a quick joke.
You see, a random fact.
You see, us laughing.
You see, “Why do you even remember that?”
You see, confidence.
You see, certainty.
You see, a shoulder to lean on.
You see, an ear to listen.
You don’t see, drowning.
You don’t see, shrinking as you walk away.
You don’t see, a mountain’s climb to simply get out of bed.
You don’t see, doubt.
You don’t see, fear.
You don’t see, being alone in a crowd.
You don’t see, lingering on every word.
You don’t see, “What did they really mean by that?”
You don’t see, a plea for help.
You don’t see, no self-worth.
You don’t see, gray days.
You don’t see, lost.
You don’t see… me.
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