Amanda Schutt
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I am not anti-men
I am not anti-men. Although nine out of ten tries, I have been proven wrong we somehow fail to move along get tripped up by routine the ordinary makes me scream and you live for structure breathe each breath, steady and sure
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For every dream that shatters, another one comes true
His dog died in a fire, so he became a fire fighter Her mom suffered through cancer, so she became a doctor His cousin was shot walking home one night, so he became a cop Her dad raped and abused her, so she became a counselor
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And two of them were searching for lost souls
She ran down to the ocean Sliding over the valleys Slipping through the cracks Swirling her feet through the sand Stepping softly into the waves The foamy lips licked her ankles And the salty sea steadily rose higher and higher
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Heart and Fist
It's a funny thing that your heart is shaped like your fist. Hearts break all the time but how often do fists break? Bigger fists can hurt more but does that mean that bigger hearts hurt more? I think so.
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Scissors
The scissors remind me of sex. The smooth ocean blue calms me down until the circles morph into a young girl right in front of my eyes. The sensual curves and pleasing twists of the handle rearrange their complex and interwoven lines until they form a shape I recognize as my own image.
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