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Ana Farber Poem
You're my sunshine but you're also the rain clouds
Copyright © Ana Farber | Year Posted 2015
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Ana Farber Poem
Even though she needs
to feel it between
her lips she won't
smoke those cancer
sticks because then
he'd be in her lungs.
Copyright © Ana Farber | Year Posted 2015
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Ana Farber Poem
Its amazing,
how we'd rather
break bones and
mirrors,
than deal with
a broken heart.
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Ana Farber Poem
Blue.
The color of the sky with
no clouds to dull it
Blue.
The robin's egg in the spring.
Blue.
The way the water looks
in the ocean.
Blue.
Like your gorgeous
eyes outlined with
black so they pop.
Blue.
The color of the
saddened man.
Blue.
The color of your favorite
pair of vans that you always
wore.
Blue.
The way emotion sometimes
flowed off you.
Blue.
The shade of color an
artist needs to finish the
masterpiece.
Blue.
The color under my eyes
from lack of sleep.
Blue.
The color of blood
before oxygen hits it.
Blue.
The color I love writing in.
Blue.
Even though its becoming
night, its still there.
Blue.
The color of the hat
my grandmother said
looked lovely on me.
Blue.
The color of depression.
Blue.
My favorite color.
Blue.
Your favorite color.
Blue.
The color I want to
die in, royal.
Blue.
The color I hope
you'll hate when I do.
Copyright © Ana Farber | Year Posted 2015
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Ana Farber Poem
When I'm with you,
I want my body
to be at ease.
Like I'm listening
to the Killers.
Calm my mind
with your touch.
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Ana Farber Poem
i put plastic wrap around my insides
to keep everything together
when i’m falling apart
sometimes it’s too tight around my lungs
i cant breathe
Copyright © Ana Farber | Year Posted 2018
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Ana Farber Poem
i said yes to her,
to forget about the no from you.
Copyright © Ana Farber | Year Posted 2015
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Ana Farber Poem
my best friend
broke my soul
before any
boy had a chance
to break my
heart.
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Ana Farber Poem
It's hard;
living in a
world where
your voice
is so desperate
to be heard.
But when there's
a chance, the
ocean chokes
it up.
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Ana Farber Poem
I’m mad.
I’m angry.
But I never knew it.
I’m confused with a lot,
but God I don’t know.
I’m angry with so, so many
people and I just can’t
say why. Not exactly.
I’m angry at her,
for being so far away.
Her for breaking the
one promise that broke me.
Her for acting like she
didn't just leave my life.
Him for doing the things
he did to me.
Him for acting like he
can fix me.
Her for keeping him from me,
for making me hate him.
Him for acting like the way
he does to stir my emotions up.
Me, for not being able to cry.
Copyright © Ana Farber | Year Posted 2015
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