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  • theboywiththespecs 23w

    There’s nothing in the world that could
    surprise us like the seeds we planted but
    failed to check its growth continuously.

  • theboywiththespecs 23w

    Perhaps, if I go quiet,
    I wouldn’t have anything to say.
    Words are but thoughts
    with a name. They’ll disappear.

  • theboywiththespecs 24w

    Scars: the stories left behind by
    wounds time didn’t wait for.

  • theboywiththespecs 25w

    Lost for words,
    I looked at you;
    hoping you’d figure
    what I had to tell.
    Clueless, you shrugged at me;
    your mouth stuffed with
    shameless words that
    wear sunglasses to bed.
    Hesitant of risking a goodbye,
    I hid under the bedstead
    and fell into a slumber.
    Now that I have words—
    and that you are “missing”—
    I may get out of the daze
    I put myself in.

  • theboywiththespecs 25w

    I hate to bring it up,
    but world, you owe me
    my peace of mind.

  • theboywiththespecs 25w

    What good is a thought
    if it doesn’t grow wings
    and escape my mind?

  • theboywiththespecs 25w

    Kindest wounds are those
    that hurt but doesn’t leave a
    scar behind; burns but can’t
    be treated with a salve, and
    stays forever as a reminder.

  • theboywiththespecs 25w

    Hurt me kindly.
    I will take your kindness
    and leave behind the
    hurt, swan-like.

  • theboywiththespecs 26w

    It shouldn’t be this hard
    to be heard. Had I made this
    world, I would have given the
    wind ears, so people like me
    wouldn’t have to become
    broken writers.

  • theboywiththespecs 26w

    I have no good reason to be here.
    But I show up because it’s the only
    place I have a shot at finding one.