life
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I am happiness,I am tiny and nearly obsolete,I can be hard to find but I am not hiding,Some see me in all my glory,They see me when it rains and when it does not,Others,Others are lucky to find me if even just once,They are perpetually chasing a memory or idea of what I should be,I… Read more
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Roses lined with golden powder,So beautiful,So pure,So deceiving,The spell is upon me,Can I make it to my ever-retreating door of freedom or will these colors once again keep me?On my pony I fly by my life and laugh,The colors are so sharp I am really seeing it all,I love my invisible pony,I can do anything… Read more
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False PromiseI am despair,I consume all and release nothing from my grasp of steel,I have slayed the greatest of men and fell the mightiest of beasts,I am despair relentless and overbearing,A thief of always,The sun does not shine here and hope is not birthed,I am despair,I promise and destroy,I end lives with the false promise… Read more
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dear mr. Police man, I went to school today and my teacher saw my bruises so she called you and you gave me a smile. my mommy never smiles at me. Dear Mr. Police man, You came to my house today in your big car with its cool flashing red and blue lights. My daddy… Read more
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What is hope?A dying ember that ebbs and flows on the flame of life.What is hope?The end of me?The last touch of fingertips before a plummet to an inevitable death.What is hope?The death of me.The birth of my all-encompassing despair.What is hope?But a curse.A binder to a life I do not wish for.A chain to… Read more
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Rehab,The place where wedding rings disappear and marriages are put on hold,Rehab,A place where fourteen days of knowing someone equals a lifetime,Rehab,Where men and women come back to pick up their much to young soul mates,Rehab,Brains still maturing on mommy and daddies’ dime,Rehab,Reaper of rings. Read more
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She woke up. Not startled awake or shaken awake but the awful sort of awake from the feeling of being watched. The awake you become when something, or worse, a someone somewhere they should not be. Too scared to move or open her eyes she lay awake simmering in her own untamable fear as… Read more
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The Keep The stone was high, but the marble of the temple was higher. Warm and smooth on the outside opposite the cold hard, un-sun touched walls within. Sleeplessly sleeping chained in the center of the smooth and vast dark consumed chamber was a lone figure visible only by the candles that led from the… Read more
Losing Alaska 