we're all passengers
on a plane with no
destination , no pilot ,
and a flight of borrowed
oxygen.
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collection of shorter poems
that speak to my heart on
occasion <3
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A BOOK WHERE A SOMETIMES SAD GIRL TRIES TO ELOQUENTLY STRING PHRASES TOGETHER IN HOPES OTHERS SEE IT AS ❝POETRY. ❞
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we're all passengers on a plane with no destination , no pilot , and a flight of borrowed oxygen.
each one. of us on a different flight , unique to where our lives taunt us from the wings . as the sun shamefully disappears. behind the cover of cloud. not wanting to watch as we crash.
i couldn't blame it. i wouldn't want to watch either.
then, was i the passenger or was i the sun? the sun seemed more favorable , but how long could one hide? on the plane— at least i get to fly.
— 12:o2 AM; 03/16/18
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WORD VOMIT LABELED AND DISGUISED AS SOMETHING MUCH MORE CLEVERLY DEVISED.
( quick dedication to mia , my literal cheerleader && muse. who puts up with me a 2am. )
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