Drama

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~ WALLS & FENCES... ~

~ WALLS & FENCES... ~

Walls and fences are full of suspicions...... their very names
Make it so,
Fenced in, walled...

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A man of the cloth

A man of the cloth

Church bells will not ring out today with wooden pews empty in a silenced dismay
A sermon is said...

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STILL

the year we all felt still.

STILL

The year 2020, there were events of plenty.

A time when the world fell still, and empty.

A...

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SOLACE IN WORDS

A significant period it's now been said
In that case I will curl up and go back to bed
Get...

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REFLECTION

I look out my window and what do I see
A strange reflection looking back at me
Not a busy...

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FATHER'S PRIDE

At the age of five his father died
Made a pledge to fill him with pride
Worked hard at...

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THE DAY OF JACK THOMAS

The day of Jack Thomas couldn't get any worse
Boy did he swear and boy did he curse
Getting...

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FIRST TIME OUTSIDE FOR A BIT

Dedicated to Magdalena Coote

I admit I found it hard leaving my front door
Been stuck...

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~ The Accents Of My Youth ~

~ The Accents Of My Youth ~

My Love and I
Did such soft kisses make
That I questioned why
My soul could not...

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Forest Fire

Clouds cover the sky, as if a black veil was Layed on the sun.
The wind stops the hum, to show them...

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Flower three ?

Flower three ?

Say goodbye.

I know it's the last time I see you, so let's not make things harder.
Put...

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NOISES OUTSIDE

Stepping outside I feel like a ghost
The noises outside are what I miss most
Streets are...

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A Million Pieces

A Million Pieces

This loneliness is overwhelming, much worse than a physical or mental abuse of which at least something I...

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Drug Dealer

Drug Dealer

With an all-black hoodie and all-black Timbs,
he leans to one side… Hoodie consumes his face....

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Life

One of the first poems written by an idiot

Does it ever end?
The torturing abbys we call living.

We do this to ourselves.
We...

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gj  kgllhk

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Story Time Part 1

Only 15 and swore I knew everything.
Thought I was in love
trying to cop wedding rings. stole...