spit, mixed with dirt – muddy words flow
Like you
I walk this world alone
Like you
I tuck my true self away
Like you
I hide behind my words
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I do the best I can
Like you
I battle daily demons
Like you
I smile when it rains
Like you
I cry myself to sleep
So maybe we can be friends
Art Consignments in Ninilchik, Alaska
Apologies for my apologies
Poetry by Charles Joseph
We Survived and Arrived - Now as Warriors We Thrive
Writer and Artist
a collection of short poetry from an autistic mind
Poetry, Photography, and Thoughts
The Lies in the Skies Exposed
"When I am writing, I am trying to find out who I am..." --Maya Angelou
Welcome to my tiny corner of the universe filled with poems that I have written.
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Beautifully poetic ❤️
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Thanks
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Maybe….
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🤗
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Powerful ❤.
And yes, we can 😁
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same
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Very good!
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I wrote this after a conversation I had with you, as a matter of fact.
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