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 Sep 2016 Bek Blanchard
Anthem
it's easier to hold the words
than try to explain them away
i should have told you i'd miss you
before you backed out the driveway
they told us they'd lied
that gods and dreams were one in the same
it helped more than the truth
we couldn't learn to bury blame
cause nothing is for free
and nothing lasts forever
my love will live on
it will find you wherever
i'll always remember
what you never said to me
and wonder how two people so connected
just couldn't let it be
May we be the lost and found,
hiding in the shadows of absence, yet to be redeemed.
People are *******
Love is *******
Finding people to hangout with is *******.

Everyones busy with Netflix is *******
Being bored on a beautiful day is *******
Life now a days is complete *******.
 Jun 2016 Bek Blanchard
cass
It's not your head that's hollow, it's your chest
 Jun 2016 Bek Blanchard
JP
Criticism
 Jun 2016 Bek Blanchard
JP
a critic
nothing but…
way of stealing
the success
of the criticized..
Dear internet friend
Even though we dont know each other
But i still look at you
As an accomplished mother
Most wont recognize your beauty
Your mind your eyes
Hold the windows to your soul
I see pain with thunderclouds and rain
Dont let them strain you for you have much to gain
Wisdom sits higher than spoils
Of the earth
Dont give up your hopes
Keep your head high in the celestrial
One day itll be a miracle
For daily we conquer the unconquerable
Pain illness disease toxins
That fact that we survive it all
Is astonishing
This not for blushing
This is something to provide
Your enemies with an ultimate crushing
I want you to know your beautiful
Inside and out
No matter what they say
You still got a friend in me
Peace and blessin' Yosef
There's always a tiny glimmer of hope
left within my fractured heart
when seeing that one dandelion
standing tall after a rainstorm
even after all the battering
that resilient little ****
refuses to give up
Music is thick,
syrupy sweet and
heavily cloaks all
of the hazy bits of
undecided sunrise and
smeared headlights
that I blink into
oncoming clarity.
Last night looming—
an ominous rain cloud
born to wash out
all of today’s quick wit and
coveted common sense.
Last night, so curious,
while I slowed time by
refusing my dreams;
when I quieted my mind
and didn’t have to work
quite so hard
at keeping myself warm.
© Bitsy Sanders, June 2016
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