poetry
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When Death Gives Birth to Humility
Have you ever felt guilty trying to console someone who has lost a loved one even though it’s not your fault? Like, why do we say we’re sorry in the first place? What have we ourselves done? We apologize because we’re sorry for their sadness, and also because somehow, their loss has humbled us: “It… Continue reading
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Grown Enough
She has a secret that she just does not want to grow up If she could just make it to 21 drink her liver half-dead and tell Hennessy he’s the one he makes her forget she’s had too much but maybe she just hasn’t had enough to make her realize that her friends are gone … Continue reading
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Cheating on my other Blog
Okay. I admit it. I am not as faithful as I should be. I am cheating on my other blog. Oh, c’mon, don’t look at me like that; we have all been there. But, dear blog, if you’re listening, I didn’t mean to hurt you; I just can’t stop thinking about ThePBSBlog. Plus, you don’t… Continue reading
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Dear Humility….
Dear Humility, Let your hit of youth strengthen calm my memories and feed me with the essence that is your backbone. Continue reading
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Wickedness and Wisdom
“Better are those who hide their wickedness, than those who hide their wisdom” Continue reading
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“What’s Your Poetry?”
Like angels are playing on the strings of my vocal cords. Words that cannot remain unmoved or concealed however introverted I am. What’s YOUR poetry? Continue reading
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Success
“Success is when righteous angels are rooting for you.” Continue reading
