Being Young And Free
I am good at what I do and do best I am dumb but I want to be smart I am like a bear hunting for my honey I am a person learning the secrets of life I am a person who lives for one thing and that is to be loved Be better at […]
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Insomniac
When we return home, Wishing everyone their goodnights, Making sure the lights turn drab, Not letting the bedbugs bite, That’s when the feeling enters: I feel dizzy & clammy & weak. I lie there in silent rigidness; I need to scream & shake & shriek. No matter how tormented Or scared that I may be, […]
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Exequies of an Angel
Rip off my wings, Cut off my golden curls; Extinguish the light I give To frightened boys and girls. Strip me of my snow white robes, Use my halo to slash my cherub’s face; Reap me of all my worth, Pull me down so far from grace. Then leave me, red and raw, Alone on […]
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The Fire Dancer
I dragged the match across the sandpaper coarse side of the box. Splintered sparks scattered outwards with a flare of life. An amber corona swaddled the match tip and the scent of sulfur coated my nose. I tipped the match gently against a ragged wick. The fire caught, throwing a white flame upwards. It waltzed […]
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Falling
Looking back, everything seemed so infinite, though I had no understanding of the word. It was me – yes, I had family that cared, friends that would make fun; but in that one moment, it was just me. Running wild, monsters roaming free: “I’ve got to run! Run or they’ll catch me!” Racing down paths […]
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Granny
Memories are like old movies; I would watch some more than others, We all have our preferences. Standing on the ageless bridge, A scene flickers in my head, Torn from a broken film. A small hand held by an older one; A friendly voice talking slowly, So my little ears can hear. Suddenly the scene […]
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Individuality
Born one of a kind Differently wired mind Always the odd one out Without a doubt Days went by in a haze No self-esteem since thirteen Never keen in being A part of a Scene Never left the house Quiet as a mouse I’d think, and think Until the brink And eventually would sink I […]
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The Fairies
They all see her: that girl, all dressed in black. They never talk to her; they’re too frightened she’ll attack. They know what she’s done, but, not why she has; they think she’s desperate for attention. They’re wrong. She never asks. They don’t know her dreams about the black parade. They don’t know how much […]