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April 2009 - Posts

  • Friendship

    …It’s a simple word with simple meaning. Like water.

    Water can have many different levels of depth, but it’s still water.

    It’s a pretty cool thing to meet up with people that I haven’t seen in years and still feel the friendship shared when we first met. Maybe it’s because I grew up in a small town. Maybe it’s because I live in the same state I grew up in. Maybe it’s because of my family, or maybe it’s just because of sheer luck. 

    For whatever reason, I feel pretty blessed when I think of the friendships that i’ve made throughout life. I’ve never had a day to day type of friend since High School, but I have been lucky enough to meet certain people who I know are still my friends even though I haven’t taken the time to keep in touch with through the years. 

    I guess all I want to say here is that I heart my friends.

    So this goes out to the few I speak to weekly and those that I maybe haven’t seen or talked to in ages but when we see or think of each other, we still count ourselves as friends.

  • Deep Thoughts

    Well, kind of deep anyway.

    What does it say about you when people say you've changed their lives yet you can't seem to change your own?

    Changed and changing. Yay!

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  • You Are Missed, Epic.

    Sleep don't visit, so I choke on sun
    And the days blur into one
    And the backs of my eyes hum with things I've never done
    Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline
    Like a row of captured ghosts over old dead grass
    Was never much but we made the most
    Welcome home
    Ships are launching from my chest
    Some have names but most do not
    If you find one, please let me know what piece I've lost
    Heal the scars from off my back
    I don't need them anymore
    You can throw them out or keep them in your mason jars
    I've come home
    All my nightmares escaped my head
    Bar the door, please don't let them in
    You were never supposed to leave
    Now my head's splitting at the seams
    And I don't know if I can
    Here, beneath my lungs, I feel your thumbs press into my skin again

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