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I want to say a thing… But I don’t know what to say It’s as if my mind is blank Vanna, I want to buy an… Though I tr..

Thoughts arrange themselves neatly, don't they? (Yes, they do) Flitting through my mind, echoing without the luxury of sound (Brainwaves sound like..

Falling stars riddle the pale sky - We can't see themanymore. Our eyes have lost their focus; Only the light of self-indulgence remains A darker..

Reflections glimmer Ducks swimming without regard Beauty in a pond

Science equals reality, Or so they say. But kaons and magic Are synonymous to me A game of jacks Demonstrates momentum To the child within Bu..

Broken, I stare at the eyes inside the mirror Haggard, the eyes stare back into my own Never have I felt quite so alone As when I stare into ..

Building castles high Only to tumble again My dreams, unfulfilled

Behind the white clouds A blazing ball of light shines, Brightnessdimmed for now

A field of flowers One child within holds the key The answers to life

“Do you remember how we met, Jim,” Vicky asked her husband of 22 years. Jim smiled fondly, remembering. Jim remembers the day, June 2..