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A Poem by A.J.
Yesterdays’
Rain
Sometimes,
the worst part of the storm is when its over.
When everything,
or everyone is gone, and you’d g..
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A Poem by A.J.
A Different
Kind of War
The Legends
preach that there are things much worse than death- and I, for what I am, tend
to agree with them.
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A Poem by A.J.
There’s a cold wind blowing through this house;Rattling weary bones and dusty shelves.Pages fall from stacks of yellowed memoriesAnd they all as..
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A Poem by A.J.
Sometimes, life seems like a symbolic, seething Parallelto the mighty Mississippi after a rabid spring, when the waters swell,and then flee the banks ..
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A Story by A.J.
*Authors' Note: this story is constantly evolving, constantly being added to. There are so many layers to a piece like this (as you may understand) th..
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A Poem by A.J.
1.
So we part
again, devils of the night and I-
I wish I
could say "parting was such sweet sorrow"
But, I find I don’t know if ..
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A Poem by A.J.
1.
I love the sound the world makes when
its drowning
Outside these hallowed halls
And it’s the first thing in the
morning
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A Story by A.J.
i bit of a departure from my usual Morning Views postings, but as this was the first thing I was compelled to write today, I figured why not. if its e..
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A Poem by A.J.
So I fell upon an
angel, lost once, again today. she had nothing but kindness to say
And a gentleness
about her sway- in motion, though I knew s..
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A Poem by A.J.
Bitten Those streaks written across your face tell me that you’ve been
bitten-the sadness that draws out the light from your eyes tells a
deep..
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