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They hit like waves, the memories of those old summer days. Memories you’d have thought to erase, but they crash ashore without haste.

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You wonder why you didn’t do it sooner – why you didn’t clear your mind when the clouds loomed.
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Clear Cloud Mindset Wonder Yourself
When the silence fades and now sounds begin to bloom, I will grow to feel calm again. Healthily this time.
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Beginning Bloom Fade Myself Silence Sound
I overwhelmingly write from sadness – in songs, in prose, in verse.
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Promise Sadness Song Verse Writing
My body is a field site of muscle memory and weathered bones.
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Body Bone Memory Muscle Myself
There is a warmth that fills the soul when the sun’s rays tend to your skin from up above.
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Ourselves Rays Soul Sun Warm
I search for comedy scripts, I watch happy shows, In hopes that laughter will be the remedy I end my day with.
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Comedy Day End Happiness Laughter Myself Scripture Search Watch
I carry on knowing that when I deteriorate, my body will be a museum of all I can do and all that hindered me.
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Body Carry Death Museum Myself
Healing means looking within when you want to move on. Healing means letting go when your grip is too tight.
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Healing Let Go Move On Yourself
People struggle with words that spill and overwhelm you because they themselves are sinking.
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People Sink Spill Struggle Word Yourself
To the songs you haven’t heard from me. To the pains you haven’t felt for me.
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Feeling Myself Pain Song Yourself
And I saw forever in your eyes ’til the sunset started to dim your light. You told me you’d always hold me tight, but your warmth faded with the bright.
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Bright Eyes Forever Hold Light Myself Start Warm
Reading has always been my sweetest escape, but I write to convey that which I want to escape or what scares me to say, even if it’s something positive.
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Escape Myself Positive Reading Scare Sweet Writing
Why is it that you have more practice describing weaknesses than strengths? It’s not your fault they never went to the lengths to teach you how to value your strengths.
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Description Practice Strength Teaching Value Weakness Yourself
We’re so distant, words can’t save us.
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Distance Ourselves Save Word
They tell me summer is coming, and soon we’ll be dancing on the shore. Waiting for the moonlight to light me up amongst the starlight.
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Dance Light Moon Myself Stars Summer
I can’t take it all in or else I’ll grow cold when the heat already escapes my fingers and toes.
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Cold Escape Fingers Growth Myself Toes

They hit like waves, the memories of those old summer days. Memories you’d have thought to erase, but they crash ashore without haste.

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They hit like waves, the memories of those old summer days. Memories you’d have thought to erase, but they crash ashore without haste.

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