The Summer Of 2012

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The Summer Of 2012

Status: Finished

The Summer Of 2012

Poem by: numnums

Genre: True Confessions

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Poem by: numnums

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Genre: True Confessions

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The summer where I felt free. I wish I could go back instead of this hellhole again but all I have is memories to remind myself of how it feels to be happy.

Summary

The summer where I felt free. I wish I could go back instead of this hellhole again but all I have is memories to remind myself of how it feels to be happy.

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Submitted: February 02, 2013

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The Summer Of 2012.


The summer of 2012.

When my problems left altogether.

The summer when things felt right to me.

When I thought it would last forever.

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The summer I got to see him again.

When my friends found their soulmates.

When he finally got caught and divorced.

When I finally believed in fate.

.

The summer I had fallen apart.

The summer she had died.

The summer I couldn't do anything

When I saw him cry.

.

But it was the summer I came back to life.

Where I could finally see

And I didn't have to fake a smile.

The summer I was me.

.

The summer I dropped the razor

And my scars began to heal.

The summer my mind was finally at ease

And I didn't rely on steel.

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The summer he decided to finally confess

To the boy that was his dream.

And the feelings turned out to be mutual;

What a couple they turned out to be.

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The summer I finally had peaceful dreams

When I could sleep without the tears.

The summer I was able to wake up

Without any hate or fear.

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The summer my parents were tolerable

And I actually stayed at home,

Instead of retreating to my friends' house

Just so I could be alone.

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The summer I found good music

Instead of the auto-tune trash.

The summer I started to write my own

With my acoustic guitar in hand.

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But the summer that made me wild at heart

Soon came to an end.

And with that the problems arised again

And again, I had to pretend.

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The summer I wish I could go back to,

With all the love and hope,

Faded away like the sunset;

Something I couldn't cope.

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So I'm lying on my bedroom floor

With memories of the season

When I finally had my big break

From my world of death and treason.

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