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Dawn Aug 2016
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And just when I thought I'd have reached you,
My fingers touch nothing but vapors.
While driving on our way to my relatives awhile earlier, I just felt so mesmerized by how clouds seem so real and touchable despite the reality of it being nothing but clumped gases.
Dawn Aug 2016
a lot of folks are torn
if they should cross oceans
for poeple who wouldn't even
cross puddles for them.

while a whole other lot wonders
if they should even cross puddles
for people who would
-without any doubts-
cross oceans for them.

what a desolate lot
people are.
thinking that love was a debate
between the idea
of crossing oceans and of crossing puddles
despite it being
a simple question
of who you should cross oceans for.
Dawn Aug 2016
In this fast-paced world
where I was burning out,
you dimmed all the lights
just so I could see
I could still shine bright.
Dawn Aug 2016
You do it,
and it's wrong.
They do it,
and it's right.
You mess up,
and they tell you to own up to your mistakes.
They mess up,
and they tell you to move on,
to just get over it,
to let it just slide,
because we're all human anyway.

**I just didn't know
that being human
meant you had to be of age.
I just don't get why middle aged people think they are always right. You can't have opinions because you're "too young", "too inexperienced". That we aren't supposed to make mistakes, not supposed to reason with them about it and not supposed to have constructive conversations with them.
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