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Armor

January 20, 2017
By Claire123 PLATINUM, Seattle, Washington
Claire123 PLATINUM, Seattle, Washington
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I wear my smile like a suit

of armor

But there I am head on

the steering wheel

tears falling like stardust

 

a surprise?

No, there is no such thing

not in this world.

 

We are half written poems longing

to escape

this kitchen we're stuck in learning

to make ourselves thankful when we can't forget

That we'll never hold the ocean.
That we're running towards nothing again

and again.

 

Put on your armor.

Laugh in the rain.

And find nothing more worth your thanks than

simply

being.



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