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Scaling walls is different if you're Spiderman.
You can use your super powers.
Unfortunately I just have radioactive poisoning,
and a Frisbee stuck on top of my house.
You can use your super powers.
Unfortunately I just have radioactive poisoning,
and a Frisbee stuck on top of my house.
Literature
Five Words
"She's doing better without you"
Why would you think that's okay to tell me?
Did you think that wouldn't hurt to hear?
That enough time had passed?
No.
There will never be enough time.
I can't tell you how much that hurt.
You wouldn't understand;
You can't.
I can show you my external scars,
But I can't show you my mind,
How it hasn't scarred;
It hasn't healed enough to scar.
I am still bleeding and crying and screaming,
But you can't see that;
You can't hear me.
These are the words I would tell you
If you would let me speak.
Literature
What people should believe
WHAT PEOPLE SHOULD BELIEVE
Curl your lips not in a frown,
As all it does is bring you down.
For anger is as anger does,
And happiness is like white doves.
Bring out your smile, why won’t you
Let a grin come shining through.
Cowl not you eyes
With fear and lies,
Anger is for naught,
Terror is forgot.
Forgive but don’t forget,
They are guilty, yes, and yet,
Beauty is, and forgiveness knows,
That anger, hate, oft come in droves.
So plug your ears and close your eyes,
Sometimes fears are in disguise.
Ward them off with a bright smile,
They’ll run, screaming all the while.
Shower them with gifts, and fain,
The
Literature
Fields and Fields and Endless Fields
He looks on across sprawling fields
of futures and possibilities.
Behind him is a pin prick--the past. The
linear thing that happened.
It's there, like a root, underground,
surrounded by dirt and worms.
It's there, bursting from seed and
pressing to the surface. Always pressing
into the fields.
The past is the root. We are the tree.
The fields make up the rest.
And the fields are where the
magic happens. They're a playground of sorts.
Full of possibilities. Governed by illusions.
Ruled by nothing that can be controlled.
Dangerous and deadly and too
big to comprehend.
So he looks across them all, fields and fields and
endle
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Short....yup... Don't worry, better...longer....better...stuff is on the way, I just need to write some duds first to get my brain working again.
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Okay, I've read a few of your poems now and I've loved each and every
so I'll consider you a genius if that's allright with you.
I like this one a lot because of the way it's so simply, so true
and just so very cool. Me like!
So I'll put this among my favorites and continue on reading
Well done!
so I'll consider you a genius if that's allright with you.
I like this one a lot because of the way it's so simply, so true
and just so very cool. Me like!
So I'll put this among my favorites and continue on reading
Well done!