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  • shaundele 4w

    OMG! I just saw you
    I'm not attracted
    I'm so proud of me
    ©shaundele

  • shaundele 8w

    Unforget me
    Bring me back to the banks of your local waters
    From where you lost me in the dark blue deep

    Let my features fill the pupil of your mind's eye once again
    My voice echoing behind the sound of your conscience
    Feel the gentle sensation my touch upon your skin and my phantom kiss adorn your lips

    Miss me
    Long for my charming quips and our silly squabbles
    Feel my absence in every corner of your presence

    Allow hope of my return to consume every waking moment
    Desiring my being to uplift your surroundings and restore your emotions
    Looking for me at every sound, every mention, every turn
    ©shaundele

  • shaundele 14w

    One tick
    Two ticks
    Grey tick
    Blue tick
    ©shaundele

  • shaundele 18w

    Ever got so much crazy information
    That all you can do is either
    Vomit or Explode?
    ©shaundele

  • shaundele 21w

    Touched the mirror
    Broke the surface of the water
    Saw my true self
    All illusions shattered

    Tracy Chapman | Paper & Ink

  • shaundele 21w

    There is fiction in the space between
    The lines on your page of memories
    Write it down but it doesn't mean
    You're not just telling stories

    Tracy Chapman | Telling Stories

  • shaundele 21w

    Cynisicm eats away at hope
    ©shaundele

  • shaundele 25w

    Sick by Shel Silverstein

    "I cannot go to school today,"
    Said little Peggy Ann McKay.
    "I have the measles and the mumps,
    A gash, a rash and purple bumps.
    My mouth is wet, my throat is dry,
    I'm going blind in my right eye.
    My tonsils are as big as rocks,
    I've counted sixteen chicken pox
    And there's one more—that's seventeen,
    And don't you think my face looks green?
    My leg is cut—my eyes are blue—
    It might be instamatic flu.
    I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke,
    I'm sure that my left leg is broke—
    My hip hurts when I move my chin,
    My belly button's caving in,
    My back is wrenched, my ankle's sprained,
    My 'pendix pains each time it rains.
    My nose is cold, my toes are numb.
    I have a sliver in my thumb.
    My neck is stiff, my voice is weak,
    I hardly whisper when I speak.
    My tongue is filling up my mouth,
    I think my hair is falling out.
    My elbow's bent, my spine ain't straight,
    My temperature is one-o-eight.
    My brain is shrunk, I cannot hear,
    There is a hole inside my ear.
    I have a hangnail, and my heart is—what?
    What's that? What's that you say?
    You say today is. . .Saturday?
    G'bye, I'm going out to play!"

  • shaundele 25w

    Why is everything I want to do so difficult to start?
    Why is everything I start to do so difficult?
    ©shaundele

  • shaundele 25w

    Easier said than done.