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 Apr 2016 timothy
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Fallen
 Apr 2016 timothy
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You should know that
I've fallen into
A cold, never ending darkness
I can never turn back.

Don't come near
You'll fall too
And I swear it hurts
You should run
Or fight the darkness
Don't embrace it like I did
You'll fall
You'll fall.

If you think you're strong
And you think you can win
You are totally wrong
Turn around
And never look back.

Promise me
You won't ever fall
And join me
Promise me
To not let yourself
Fall down here
Forever.
It's dark and cold.
 Apr 2016 timothy
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The beautiful sky endures the rain
The stars above continues to faint.

Fragile hearts were torn apart,
But at least
None of us lost
Our precious shards.

Darkness dwells, emptiness fills,
Losing like hell, missing your kiss.

We were made to climb the mountains
Instead we run around the fountains.

Love was strong this time of night,
Without you here, I'm in fright.
 Apr 2016 timothy
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 Apr 2016 timothy
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There are two types of sadness,
there is the overwhelming kind;
it hits you in waves,
hard enough to make you forget how to breathe.
And then there is the other kind,
a sadness that is buried too deep inside of you to ever quite grab on to,
a constant aching reminder that you are one too-sympathetic-look away from coming apart entirely at the seams.
It is a quiet kind of sad,
the kind that is dull enough for you to grow accustom to, but painful enough to make you wish to never see 3 a.m.
And I still cannot decide which is worse.
 Apr 2016 timothy
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Lost.
 Apr 2016 timothy
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A home I lack
Until I found poetry.
You see me
I'm perfect
Perfect Jawline
Perfect Hair
Perfect Grades
Perfect Persona

Do you see me?
My flaws
My tear stained Face
My unbrushed hair
My struggling work
My sorrows

You see me
Do you see me?
 Apr 2016 timothy
Kathryn Heim
Poet
 Apr 2016 timothy
Kathryn Heim
An architect of words
that permeate our lives
and we build their graceful arches
in the courtyards of our minds.
 Apr 2016 timothy
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For the first time
I looked into your eyes
I thought it wasn't obvious that
I actually stared.

You would never understand
What I actually saw
Inside of your
Mesmerizing eyes.

It was brown
Almost black
But it was brown, I'm sure.

After noticing my long stare
You asked
"Is there anything wrong in my eyes?"

And I regretted
For I didn't say
That your eyes
Are flawless.
Beautiful.
Your eyes are something .
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