cousin
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I am from
dead leaves
on oak trees
to green grass
covered with trash.
I am from
chimingchas
every Sunday
to hearing
"Hey! Go hit
the hay!"
Growing up the only child was;
Lonely.
No one to play dolls with
No one to argue with; it was just:
My Cousin scared the hell out of me when he bought a space shuttle.When he blasted off, I wet my pants and was standing in my pee puddle.A con man sold him some property on the Moon.
Today, I awoke, with one thought in my mind,
Which was to give my love one, a flower of a kind.
Never do I truly get to tell her, how much she means to me,
8/19/12, age 18
Some are afraid of flying, but I love it. It lets me live a whole different life,
One where the outside world shows me the most perfect sea I’ve ever seen
Something is wrong
You’re so far away
Not for too long
You’ll be here to stay
Joined by mothers
You are like a sister
Though we can act like brothers
And sure cannot whisper
When I was young and you were younger,
We laughed and had a grand old time.
When I was young and you were younger,
We thought we were invincible.
When I was young and you were younger,
I remember being a young child
Playing at Grandma’s alongside you
We were kids all running wild
How quickly those times flew
You grew up to be a great young man
Standing strong as could be
Dear Adam,
Hearing the horrifying news
It was impossible to contain my tears.
Why would someone like you choose
Such a permanent end to temporary fears?
But we know what made up your mind
I write to tell my story in the realest way
I write to get my education on some day
I write as a college sophomore with hopes and dreams no better than those who surround me
I write for the ability to see the world someday
Fire erupting from the depths
Calmed in your embrace
Angel, your song entwined
with my fingers
The days continue as they always have,
But they aren't quite the same.
A hole has opened in my chest
To know that it will be a while till we meet again.
We're from the same shoot
the same family tree
into this world we sprouted
call it destiny!
it's cousin to cousin
a special thing
a closeness to which we're tied
and you've always been there
