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Ethereal beauty lays beyond the door. Battered butterfly must break from constricted cocoon to see it. Through luminous light opened eyes must..

Silly kids spew words of love everyday, but love for anyone is not something I easily say. Love is powerful and shouldn’t be use so likely, i..

Puffs of breath pump in and out my tired lungs, faster, faster, and faster like the puffs of smoke of a train speeding down the tracks. Muscles..

Eyes wide open surprisingly not tired after more than a day of no sleep. 23 pages of scribbles of one night scratched, thrown away never to be see..

A spoiled brat I should be called for I have everything that turns little good girls rotten as ripe fruit sitting untouched for days turns black an..

Staring me in the eye the vultures caw and peck at the dead skin I adorn. Hunger strikes their hollow eyes as I stand paralyzed tormented and torn...

Buckets of water full of decrepit debris and the mud you track in are filled endlessly overflowing to the point to which it cannot bear the loa..

Young children sit in cold hard chairs intently reading the stories required whilst the enthusiastic English teacher analyzes all that’s ..

A hallow minds leads to aimless wandering through blank pages as blank pages scatter with a traffic clogged mind leading a pen through scribbles an..

6 letters growling HUNGRY Fridge screams 5 letters EMPTY Where the hell’s the FOOD!?