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All the things I am

I am a written book with blank pages because I know how to speak that day.
I am a caramel latte that's been left on the bench to long, sweet yet not quite right.
I am the pen that manges to run out of ink half way through a sentence.
I am the feeling of Sunday nights with school the next day.
I am the dramatic suspense during the action scene, turning out to be a load of shit.
You see in the high school girls wearing candy lips and their skirts to high.
I am chalk on the black boards, faint and easy to remove.
I am the medication prescribed to patients.
I am the silent echo of a psych ward

But I have days where I am the warm parts on the couch at 4pm in winter.
The smell of perfume on your lovers neck.
I can be the feeling of Ice water on your throat after a day in the desert.
I can be two completely different people.Ā 
Everything in nothing, or the nothing in everything.

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AUTHOR WILLIAMS...

Tayah Clegg,

Good write, thanks for sharing

  • I am the pen that manges to run out of ink half way through a sentence.
  • I am the feeling of Sunday nights with school the next day.

Regards & Love

WILLIAMSJI MAVELI

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