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 May 2014 Julia
Jedidiah
With every passing day,
I find me.
Thinking, and wondering to myself
Who I can possibly be.

Through days, and through nights
Through every season that comes to pass
I can't help, but wonder of these
infinite possibilities.

You can say, I'm a dreamer.
But expect me to say "maybe"

Maybe I am

I say, "Maybe" because a part of me is unsure...
whether these dreams will reach its reality.
I say, "Maybe" because just maybe...

Maybe I'm afraid.

Then I realized
There is no "maybe"
only "am" or "am not"

I am afraid...

I'm afraid to fail.

then I ask myself...
Am I more afraid to fail, or
Am I more afraid of having my last words as
"If only I had tried"
"If only I did"?
 May 2014 Julia
Wendell A Brown
I am but a small
part of you, yet
you are such a  
large part of me.

I can but serve
you humbly, yet
you keep  and
guide me in all
things.

I have such little
knowledge of you,
yet you know all I
have done and yet  
to do.

I am but a small
part of your living
body, but you still
cry if I am lost.
A prayer of thanks for the blessing of each days life
 May 2014 Julia
anonymous999
i am not the girl you will fall in love with upon first sight
i am made of late nights, busy days, and a long hard past
i am not a pair of legs
i am the sum of all my thoughts
and everything i aspired to be when i was little
i am not a pair of almond-shaped eyes
i am a soft kiss on your cheek and your face nuzzled into my neck when it's 2 am and you can't handle everything
you will not fall for me upon first sight
but you will fall for me
slowly
as you get to know me
and i wouldn't have it any other way
 May 2014 Julia
Andrew Durst
I'm going to continue smiling,
opening the door for others,
laughing at my mistakes and flaws,
enjoying what I find interesting,
and being polite even to those who probably don't deserve it.
But I am not a judge
nor do I have the power to dictate what anyone should receive.
So,
I will try not let anyone's
bitterness or intolerance
prevent me from being the good person I know I should be.
It's not "being stepped on"
It's understanding that not everything goes as planned.
 May 2014 Julia
Andrew Durst
You're nothing like
a good back massage
after a really long day.

You're more of a toe
that has been stubbed
off a coffee table
at 3 am;

You **** me off.
Sometimes I think I'm funny.
 May 2014 Julia
LETITFXRING
Tears rush down one by one blinding me;
Every one of them
Are different
Reasons why they
Slither
& my face suddenly became stained with tears


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