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Isabella Watson May 2016
I talk all the time,
But that doesn't mean that I am heard.
Because much like the music you hear on the radio,
Words only have meaning
if there's someone to listen.

-i.w.
my words are not as poetic as music.
Isabella Watson Apr 2016
walking past with no hellos, there was a time you would've spoke.
inspired by one way relationships and deadly silence
Isabella Watson Apr 2016
I thought I was yours,
I could have sworn you were mine,
But when I looked at the clock
I saw our love was out of time.
-i.w.
Here's to people without a clock to look at
Isabella Watson Apr 2016
You are very much like the moon phases,
Yet you are not very much like the moon.
Like the tides you give yourself in phases,
And you're always back by the afternoon.
You are very much like the fall at prime,
Yet you're not very much like any season.
Cause although your leaves never fall on time,
Unlike years, you never change, despite reason.
You are very much like morning coffee,
Yet not very much like afternoon tea.
Although you can always get me talking,
One thing you are not for me, is healthy.

Like these things, you are just a piece of me.
I do not need you in order to breathe.
-i.w.
Happy birthday William Shakespeare
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