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March 6, 2013
By jenx0x3 DIAMOND, Swampscott, Massachusetts
jenx0x3 DIAMOND, Swampscott, Massachusetts
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Sometimes you’re a book
That I can read cover to cover
Clean, crisp and clear

Or you’re like the smell of oranges
Rising, waking, ready for a new day
Like the color of morning sun


You’re the rush of the city
The buzzing of people
The ever glowing of street lamps at midnight

You’re the feeling of bed sheets
That hug the curves on my skin
Never too hot, always generously warm

Sometimes you’re little moments
Figures knit to the hip, snippets of the future
Images I hope we become

You’re the x factor
The number to isolate
The algebra equation too complex to understand


You’re my ripple affect
My beginning and my end
A race I must win

But the snow is melting
Winter’s leaving
And I no longer need your sweater.



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on Mar. 17 2013 at 5:57 pm
pulledheartstring, San Jose, California
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Favorite Quote:
The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong. -- Mahatma Gandhi

Wow. I wonder who this person is for you.

on Mar. 16 2013 at 5:33 pm
Yousmell-likealoser BRONZE, Belgium, Wisconsin
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Favorite Quote:
"Life may not always be what you want, but life is all you've got; so stick a flower in your bellybutton and be happy!"

How has this not gotten a comment yet?! This is amazing! Good job :)


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