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Selfish Insecurity

Stay the hell away from me I’m not good enough for you But neither is she So leave her alone too Stay, Stay away, Until I’m okay But until I am Please go away © Victoria Morrison 2015 PS Sorry I know I put this up yesterday for a bit but I’d originally meant to schedule it… Continue reading Selfish Insecurity

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an old* ramble that’s relatable

I’m always getting over a guy by looking at the next one, because your presence in the room doesn’t matter when I’m waiting for him to walk in and I don’t even notice that your name doesn’t show up on the screen anymore when his has taken its place. It’s a wonderful remedy, but it… Continue reading an old* ramble that’s relatable

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At the risk of sounding like a teenage girl…

Sitting two feet away from him for an hour every day makes me want to simultaneously hurl a textbook across the room and kiss his face. And I don’t know if the fact that I can’t actually see him during class makes it better or worse… when he’s behind me I’m just so aware of his presence… Continue reading At the risk of sounding like a teenage girl…

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Someday

“The sea needs a poem like the flowers need sun” I wrote this in my mind over a year ago, as I sat atop a rock on a beach near Cape Town, gazing at the ocean (I’m so thankful to my great uncle for capturing it, even if he wasn’t aware of the significance to me).… Continue reading Someday

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We Have Yet to See… but i’m prepared to go

I could write a novel With the texts sent this past week I could found religions On these answers that we seek I could fuel a nation On emotions you’ve expressed I could fill a graveyard With the ones that I’ve suppressed All this staying power Is what I don’t understand Should we say our… Continue reading We Have Yet to See… but i’m prepared to go

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