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A Story by Kay
I am a crayon in the possession of an enthusiastic and naive child. I am an off shade of blue that doesn't quite capture the sky's lightness nor doI p..
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A Story by Kay
Have you ever felt a force grab at your ankles and threaten to pull you further down than you could ever fathom? Some uncontrollable force that is tig..
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A Poem by Kay
The sun kisses my cheeks,Engulfing me with a warmthThat I haven't felt in tens of weeks.The gentle breeze caresses and teases my hair,Leaving loving g..
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A Poem by Kay
Its funny how words are like children.When you are sad, they are the weeping fountain.The ink, tears, making you proud.When you are happy, the exclaim..
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A Poem by Kay
You.You've got an air about you.Though our fingers have never intertwined,Our closeness is just as real.Time and distance do not decayMy strong desire..
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A Poem by Kay
You forgot to wake up,Your eyes forever closedTo a world colder than Ice.Your soul forever closedto your own emotional strains.You forgot to wake up,M..
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A Poem by Kay
Paint the sky with your dreams,Tear reality at the seams.Make malicious moments grand,Instead of sitting, take a stand.Don't let the winter weather wi..
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A Poem by Kay
You consume the minds of those unthinking,Quicker than one moments blinking.One would call you a puppeteer,But with such name comes fear.Grab the stri..
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A Poem by Kay
Life is all but accounted forDays, weeks, monthsYears.When we miss out on these,All we share are tears.It is what it isAnd let dead dogs lieBecause al..
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A Poem by Kay
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