I dreamt of you every night for a week straight. During the day you would not cross my mind. But in my slumber, you were there.
Walking by. Laughing. Sitting on the couch. Cooking.
Your voice would echo. Nothing was coherent.
You made your presence known in my dreams. Every. Single. Night. The only thing I ask of you is to laugh more. And to bring my father next time.
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Friday, August 21, 2020
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Monday, August 3, 2020
Emotions
they will manipulate you
they will take your tongue and jaw in such a grip
leaving you vulnerable
they will make you say things
do things
that you would not have before
they can haunt you
they can drag you down with such a weight
and even drown you
some people are slaves
jumping to action eagerly
without a second thought
others stand firm
wires on their teeth
refusing to succumb
you can be corrupted
you can turn into someone you are not
or you can stand firm
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