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Eleanor Douglas: 07/17/15
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By Natty Beth Taylor. Love Always, Natty. Friday, July 17, 2015. Sounds like you're listening. Girl: can you hear the tick-tock of my wristwatch darling? Girl: can you hear the thum-thum of my heartbeat darling? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Things I needed to say. Things you needed to hear. Thanks for Reading. View my complete profile. A poem you can understand. The Last Payphone in Manhattan. Rosyln luna grey ☾. I am the princess, and you are the pea. I Won't Let The Lines Die (A Blog Review In Poetry).
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Eleanor Douglas: God Drew Me with a Crayon (Live)
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By Natty Beth Taylor. Love Always, Natty. Thursday, April 23, 2015. God Drew Me with a Crayon (Live). God drew me with a crayon. He started with the eyes. He taped together a sky-something-ocean-blue crayon and a pine-scented-asparagus-green crayon and went to work. And God, He colored outside the lines a little bit because something about a metaphor about looking beyond yourself. 8220;Look closer,” He said. 8220;Look harder,” He said. 8220;Speak kindly.”. God said, “Taste sweetly.”. He rounded off my jo...
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Peyton Sawyer: Words of War Spoken by Veterans
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Friday, August 7, 2015. Words of War Spoken by Veterans. Darling, you're well familiar with war. And how to win the final battle. I love that you fight for our country. But some days your heart wears. I wish you'd fight for me. And I picked up my 22' the night my soul met yours. Ready to fight for something you once called. The start of something glorious". Like a pen, your fingers know the hold of a gun,. And you picked it up ready to fight beside me. You definitely hit an. Coming from bloodstained lips.
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tessa todd: February 2015
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Friday, February 27, 2015. My crush. i love you. Thats it. thats all i said wednesday morning. i kept walking down the hallway. I turned around to see him. hes tryin to catch up to me walking down the hallway, right before bell rang for first. on wednesday morning. I waited for him. So i got next tuesday off of work. we were planning on hanging out still right? Lets plan on that then :). He smiled at me. He smiled at me. I smiled back. i turned left. He turned right. i glanced at him as i turned. The not...
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tessa todd: August 2015
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Saturday, August 1, 2015. First Day of My Life. Bright Eyes. I have mental anxiety attacks. If i think about college too much my palms start to sweat. If i try to calculate how much i need to save for college i almost cry. Moving out makes me want to cringe. And house payments makes me want to fly away with peter pan tonight. Growing up is hard. i decided that today. Transitioning from getting an all paid senior trip to not going on a trip til youre a senior is hard. And going to lone peak didnt help that.
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Peyton Sawyer: Writers Find Beauty In Everything
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Tuesday, July 21, 2015. Writers Find Beauty In Everything. Tonight I sat on the cement and watched my neighbor. As she tenderly picked up her dog whos soul was as old as hers. But, how beautiful their love must be, since they're all each other has. I closed my eyes and listened closely. To the natural song the wind chimes made. How beautiful ears must be to those who cannot see. I smiled as I saw a young dad out of breath,. His son racing down the street who was learning to ride a bike.
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Peyton Sawyer: Blind Pilot
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Sunday, March 29, 2015. We kissed in a crowded room. After midnight, beneath closed eyes. The touch of your lips beneath mine. And it took the oxygen we didn't need. After all, it was only a dream. I awoke feeling lightheaded,. But from the kiss or the absence of you. I don't know which. I wonder if the sand gets tired. Tired of being harshly tossed on the shoreline,. It's fragile pigments scattered in chaos. I wonder if the waves. Get tired of crashing. And a life full of constant ups and downs. Ps your...
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Peyton Sawyer: Will You Stay?
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Sunday, July 5, 2015. Sunsets long for an audience to love their limited beauty,. I hope I've captured your eyes enough to make you stay. But darling, this is midnight, and the colors have faded silently. I lay awake, searching the dark sky for burn marks where colors once danced. And although fire still burns bright long after the world falls asleep. I'm scared my love for you will burn long after yours turns to ashes. Sunrises are meant for people with hope in their sleepy eyes. July 5, 2015 at 7:45 PM.
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Peyton Sawyer: July 2014
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Tuesday, July 22, 2014. Wishes for my Enemies. A List of Things I Would Wish Upon My Biggest Enemies. Endless amounts of Wet Socks. An entire day forced to watch a Pawn Stars marathon on the history Channel. To be the last one to get in the shower to find out everyones used all the Hot Water. To have a fantastic hair day when all their friends are out of town and they have no where to go. To have Netflix Freeze during the most intense part of an episode. Lots of stubbed toes on the corners of tables.
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Peyton Sawyer: Mix Tape of You and I
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Sunday, June 7, 2015. Mix Tape of You and I. Girls dream of boys giving them a Mix tape. And you and I started one the day we met. You wrote a list. Of the songs you were dying for me to hear. These were your picks. That added to the list. Were your favorites of mine. You never knew I watched you as titled the list. Thinking of Her.". Only, we didn't realize it was only the beginning. Of a compilation of music. In love deeply, the playlist became our background noise. To every note, and every measure.
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