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An apple with its core bored out by loneliness,
Not even a fly comes to sit on it’s
Decaying skin.
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I wrote this when I woke up in the middle of the night, it is filled with awkward grammar but after trying to edit it, I found I liked the original be..
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Addiction hidden in rings of smoke,
Burning ashes fall to the ground.
I have read the warning labels,
Yet, they mean nothing to me,
The..
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A wonderful encounter at a grocery store today
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A reflection
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I am a soldier who always
shows up at night,
And when, I tell you that
I cannot,
You tell me that,
You will show up,
Instead.
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Inspired by conversations with students
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I just want to read a good book,
To make all of this go away.
I don’t want to be the main character anymore,
Or a static one standing ..
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Rain
A much-needed rain came to me while I slept,
The roads flooded and I walked around
Pools of cool water, navigating the young ones
t..
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The light comes on cold and blue, confusing,
Flickering on and off until-
A warm light sets in.
And too soon, the light starts to flicker ag..
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