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 Nov 2014 Brycical
Jane Doe
A Toast
 Nov 2014 Brycical
Jane Doe
Cheers to the misfits
to the kids
who sat in the back of the classroom
and at the end of the year
people still forgot their name
cheers to the kids
who dyed their hair a crazy color
decorated their faces with metal
and welcomed the criticism
cheers to the kids
that spent every lunch in the library
until the librarian was their best friend
cheers to the introverts, the extroverts, the freaks, the geeks, and all those in between
cheers to you
because we all deserved it at one point
we didn't just live
we survived
 Nov 2014 Brycical
Jane Doe
write
write when no one is around
write when you know no one will read it
write for you
and only you
the rawest, purest writing
is found in old journals
notebooks
scrawlings on napkins and shards of paper
write when you you've had your first kiss
or what felt like your first kiss even if it was the hundredth
write when you're falling apart
let your pen fly across the paper
and let your emotions bleed out
because when you are done
and tired and numb
you'll have a piece of art
write just to ******* write
 Nov 2014 Brycical
Jane Doe
It's all very exciting
at first
everything is new
and fresh
and surprising
you learn
everyday
about
them
you go
to new places
share food
try new things
then
you start
to
memorize
you know what side
of the bed they like
how much milk
they put in their cereal
the emoticons they use
when they text
their ringtone
when they call
and you ignore it
the thrill is gone
and now you sit
with take out in your lap
watching the same tv show
as you did yesterday
and the day before
there are no more surprises
or new experiences
you stop trying
to learn about this person
you used
to gravitate towards
you sit in bed
and wonder
if you really need them
or if you just like
**the routine
 Nov 2014 Brycical
Penthesilea
Your teeth sank in my bare skin
Moans escape my mouth
The raw pleasure of lingering tongue
Pressure on my hips
The taste of your lips
Oh! The wonder of love
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