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Gluttony is Routine
It comes time and time again every day Shackles to the fridge and the pantry Gazing not upon death, but a lack of life Unwaveringly apathetic towards my next meal The human need to consume daily Contrasts the heart’s rejection No longer do I desire to consume the same meals Yet without them, I will…
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Thunderstorm
The clear skies and swift clouds are no longer As madness takes over the big blue, they turn against the Earth Clouds darken, full of fury and horror Within them, weapons to be dreaded by the world A gray, puffy swirl consumes the sky – blue no more The color of despair reigns across the…
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Friends or Family
I was asked this question by my sister in the afternoon “Who’s more important, your friends or your family?” As someone with a lot of love to give, I answered “both” She looked at me as if I went crazy She reasoned that everybody else would pick their family I knew that, yet that didn’t…
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Death’s Lowest Body Count
April 4, 2044 The lowest number of deaths ever Only 4 people had died, and Death Was displeased with 3 | The first soul was a young man named Yariel O. L. Osborne Full of life and freedom, he chased the wind and burst from the ashes Performing feats of danger until his final breath…
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Here Lies MC
Here Lies MC A garden of flowers and a rock are all to comfort her The flowers soft, yet cold, akin to her skin They surround and cover her, knowing she will soon feed them The rock awaits the day it will stand above her Bellowing her name from above A woman who was attached…
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Snowy, White Hills
Winter marches into the fall every year It is our beginning and our end Christmas and New Years, the most exciting times of the year The times are colder than the most immoral souls of the world Yet they fill our hearts with warmth and joy The snow is a friend of mine, the only…
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Forms of Friendship
Some friendships are formed immediately They may have common interests or goals that bind their souls to one another Every day as luminescent as the glitter dropping from their laughter They are so much the same, yet so very different They can read minds, hearts, bodies, and souls at all times Their souls ascending to…
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Empty Nights
There might not be as much joy as say The exciting life of the beginning’s morn We can all claim to adore the day But the last requiem would not agree | In the day, you work and you play Yet you cannot leave the night scorned The world spins when the sun isn’t away…
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My First Love
I look across the room and Not to far from me, I See a woman so astonishing, she Has beautifully rich skin with A perfectly quaffed face, gorgeous, Big, dark eyes with dark, Long eyelashes curling up at The sky, she has such a Cute little nose and mouth, no One can dare insult her…
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The Last Time
The last time our parents dragged us inside after playing with our friends for hours The last time we unboxed our toys, rode our little bikes, and wore our little shoes The last time we believed in Santa or the Easter bunny or the tooth fairy The last time we sang the “K-I-S-S-I-N-G” song to…
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