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Poems are nothing more than raindrops on a page falling from an open soul, staining the page one shade darker, and opening the one closed passage between me and you.

Melissa Anderson

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You were waiting for the sunset while I was longing for the moonrise.
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Making me feel small won’t make you feel tall I’ve faced bigger giants than you and watched them fall.
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From each scar today bloom the flowers of a kinder tomorrow.
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I don’t want the world but I want you in mine.
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I thought I had time until I realized the time had me.
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Tend to your own garden and watch the beauty you begin to see in others.
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I see things written in the sky, Spelled out in plain and ordinary ways, even the unpoetic becomes magic when read next to you.
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Your heart is my shelter, my handmade forever home.
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You are already more than enough.
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If you want to see the world as it should be, read poetry.
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I will remain soft in a world marked by hardness.
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Poems are nothing more than raindrops on a page falling from an open soul, staining the page one shade darker, and opening the one closed passage between me and you.
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Poetry runs through tired veins reviving once sleeping souls.
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I am the moments and memories from the past tied up with good intentions and mistakes from the future.
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Stars fell in our eyes the night sky our canvas, we painted the moon red.
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Don’t reorient yourself to fit into an upside-down world.
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