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Firefly(S)
F- Feeling down, just look up
I- Into the night's depth, a light.
R- Reach for it with all your might,
E- Even thou a fail, you smile
F- For you did try for quite a while.
L- Little by little, more lights ignite,
Y- You soon feel warm... 'good night'.
(Should you be in doubt, never give up)
Literature
for Mids
your photos told stories
of the adventures you've
had - oh the places you
went!
your poems, more like
rants, had your voice
boom inside my mind,
echoing.
soon after you deleted your account,
I swore I would write to you...
but I never did, not as often as
I would have liked to, anyway.
next time I go out,
I'll take pictures
of flowers and 'scapes,
just for you, my friend.
next time I write a
poem, I will remember
how your words always
were full of volume.
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BLACK HOLE
Looking
At the clock,
Looks like it's damn near midnight already
Again.
This used to be my favorite part of the day, staying up for you, but that was before it was draining difficult STRAINING . . . depressing; when it wasn't required when it matter and now,
Now it doesn't, does it?
You scream and POUND your accusations into my skull like rusty nails, broken and brittle and corroded leaving behind gritty residue leaving my mind throbbing, SHAKING
I try telling you no, you've got it wrong NO I do care I just I . . . trust me . . .
No, no instead you drag me through the muck and mire of YOUR-
Ahem, "MY" web of lies and mistakes, drag me to you
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Untitled
The beginning of the our end.
So there we stood, surrounded by a silence that had deafened our souls yet we choose to continue to let it consume us,as we avoided eye contact.I felt my skin burning. My heart pounded as I spoke weakly,freeing us that screaming silence that had frozen us in time.
"I break everything I touch. Did I not tell you so?"
He replied with wrath and dispair," Do not give me your cheap phrases,stop bull-shitting with me."
I looked up at him,his eyes burning in anger that suddenly transformed into sadness, and then he said to me, " I know you, you know me. You don't have to recite all your frustrated poetry, you don't
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Very beautiful, despite the simplicity...