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  • By: Shelbi Henny taunting me as I fight the urge to run and the auxiliary of my curiosity folding into my actions that prolong the anguish seeing the yearning in your eyes yet there are never words involved makes me wonder if the crush is mutual wanting the realest thing from normal even though I…

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  • responsible

    By: Shelbi Henny Breathing in the existing piece whispering into the darkest nights I see the transformation in your eyes gleaming light protruding into shadows the closeness seeming bare raw to fantasize over possibilities that drown in you covering the sanity of tremendous despair closing on the interaction that seemed real though we hold distance…

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  • changes that may

    By: Shelbi Henny Floating into the arms of strange encounters enjoying the emptiness that prolongs my independence I connect to the stability that it never stays love defining a forest creature a fable story that never seemed real that morphed me into a distant lover needing no trails of me jumping into mahogany rivers of…

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  • first base

    By: Shelbi Henny confusing yet it gives a rush picturing the future before it leads to lust rolling into the invention of daydreams that create valuable points in making beliefs that this could work simple conversation intrigued by the anatomy that lurks into corners I could possibly have this isolation to enter your heart living…

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  • By: Shelbi Henny At the crease I remember it all the defying moment that buried my soul the tears that dispersed into cold winds the pain that left me drowning in midair folding into a ball wishing for better days I once had yet a new lover gained evaluating my worth due to misfortune choosing…

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  • dreams

      I remember being so shy and quiet about my feelings and emotions as a kid. The only time I was expressive was when I began to write poetry. I went from secretly writing poetry to relieve some emotions to helping my classmates with their love lives. 🙂 All the guys would come up to…

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  • descriptions

    By: Shelbi Henny a rebel with a cause of destruction flaunting the conclusions that cost the normal ability to form the truest lust I call the waiting protagonist and I linger at the thought of more counting the unbelievable notion to fully commit to the damage that prolongs the hearts distance shallow to the connects…

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  • father’s day

    A lot of people are shocked when I say anything about my biological father. They all felt that he wasn’t living or I didn’t have one, which makes no sense because you need sperm to reproduce. Anyway…. The point is that my father was going through somethings, so he stepped back to get his life together.…

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  • Grace

    Relationship status and titles have become such a cliché. Claiming someone and having the title has become more important than the relationship itself. To say you have someone is not love. Commitment is so hard to find due to fear. A lot of people don’t know the meaning of it. The time it takes for it to build or even…

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  • one night

    By: Shelbi Henny to sip slowly from this advocate and smother in your desire I collect this frustration drowning in your scent yet I’m delicate vulnerable and ready to travel into this colorful yet frantic delay of traveling in your dimensions I’m trapped yet free questioning my beliefs of excitement yet nervous I was wrong…

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