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Walk with me,
Keep me company as the lone moon rises,
And the night air chills,
And the stars dance across the sky.
You help me to focus,
To set ..
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Don't think I've ever tried to write a cinquain before so I hope it's not too bad.
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Don't tell me I'm a child, when I'm more mature than you are.
Don't tell me I'm no good, I have my own standards.
Don't tell me My ideas don't count..
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Once there was a girl who died.
Heart switched to the "off" position.
Feet moving but never gaining any ground.
Her mind was gray with an..
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Loeva: The Flower Among the Weeds
Once there was a child, an innocent, with bright eyes and endless potential. That girl was me, nine months old wi..
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I stare blankly into space, all the time.
I read the cereal box.
I get excited like a five year old when i go out places.
I love things that I'm ab..
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So this is more or less an excerpt from the book I'm working on...a sort of preview if you will. Not really a story...sorry.
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They say the eyes are the windows to the soul...
Butwhat soulare they talking about?
When I bear my soul
Does it roll like tears down my face?
Or ..
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It never ceases to amaze me,
How people seem to be unappreciative of all they have.
People equate happiness as being a by-product
Of some wonderf..
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In this life,
The reality is,
That the only thing for certain,
Is that we will face uncertainty.
There is nothing that stays exactly the same fore..
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