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January 26, 2018

May seem as if it should have been a quarry

January 26, 2018/ Beth Peters

You lied to me. You said the hurt would ease with time. But it doesn't.

It's like a great empty pit that I keep trying to fill up, yet just keeps growing deeper.

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January 26, 2018/ Beth Peters/

Beth Peters

January 25, 2018

Railwaying

January 25, 2018/ Beth Peters

The train is coming, I’m here, it’s slowing. I want to board the train. 

I will go...but not right now.

I have made up my mind and now it has sounded its horn and is away...

Just like my dream of returning to you.

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January 25, 2018/ Beth Peters/

Beth Peters

January 24, 2018

My name.

January 24, 2018/ Beth Peters

My name means the very thing you have been searching for your whole life.

And I shall remain but an empty house until your search is over.

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January 24, 2018/ Beth Peters/

Beth Peters

January 22, 2018

Forever

January 22, 2018/ Beth Peters

I asked the stationmaster for a ticket to Forever. I told him my soul mate is waiting for me there. Solemnly he turned and said, "Miss I am afraid you are too late, the last train has just departed."

...forever

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January 22, 2018/ Beth Peters/

Beth Peters

January 21, 2018

Message from a stranger

January 21, 2018/ Beth Peters

Tired of being empty, the music box is calling so,

I'll stay, but...

Forever a stranger.

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Beth Peters

January 20, 2018

14 January 1986

January 20, 2018/ Beth Peters

On my birthday this year I wished to make the pilgrimage home. I didn't know where my home was anymore or even if I ever did know. I found myself at this place, I had been there before, and I remembered something. At that moment when I looked to the scaffolding so high and the stairs that led only to the endless sky... I knew my heart was home.

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January 20, 2018/ Beth Peters/

Beth Peters

January 19, 2018

Would you let me?

January 19, 2018/ Beth Peters

If you knew I still loved you, w y l m?

If you knew I still called your name 100 times a day, w y l m?

If you knew I still I wept the saddest tear at the deepest thought of you, w y l m?

If you knew I was dying because you were never coming back, would you let me?

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Beth Peters

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