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Rachel Nov 2017
that night
started out with
a stolen kiss in his pick-up truck
ended with me clawing at a seat
and screaming at a reflection
that was faking actions and
sighing into her
heart and soul
listening to a voice that said

"He doesn't love you,"

as I began to sink into
a leather sea
and dreamed of becoming
a part of the upholstery
the only thing
that has ever
held me gently
Rachel Nov 2017
"A place can never replace a person,"

That's what you said to me
As you hugged my curvy frame
Against that door frame
Before I turned
to watch you leave
MysticRiddleton Oct 2017
I saw a farmer fly a plane
Above the clouds, I saw his hand
Lift up the burden in his arm
In the air, he tossed the seeds

The swift cold breeze headed South
Dragged them downwards to the ground
Each was scattered all around
To various sections of the land

A seed fell down the good soil
It grew healthy, nice and strong
The sun looked down, it looked up
Water sprinkled; it received

A seed fell down the grasslands
It grew weak, sad and stubborn
The sun looked down, it looked down
Water sprinkled; it got none

A seed fell down the stones
It grew speedy, tall but weak
The sun looked down, it trembled
Water sprinkled; was too late

A seed fell astray by the wayside
It stayed asleep and sprouted none
The sun looked down, and water sprinkled
The fowl passed by and ate the seed.
The title "To Become Where You are" is what the context of the poem symbolizes.
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