Death

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What is Death

What is death
Why are we afraid of it
Should we be afraid
Or is it something to...

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The old wall-clock

The old wall-clock

There sits the old-fashioned wall-clock
Elitist in what it’s allotted
Always watching over...

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"Not Just a Phase"

"Not Just a Phase"

"My sobriety isn't just a phase.
It's not like it's the latest craze.
This is about my life...

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Avalanche

Avalanche

The silence before was palpable, as pure as the wintery blanket,
swaddling them from the imminent...

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Your Rainbow Versus Mine

Red,
The color most frequently associated with love.
My mind ties it with the blood of my...

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Sick of children dying for...

Sick of children dying for political gain

Children dying in chemical gas attacks
how much humanity must these people lack,
to commit...

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Contemplate on the fundamental

Do you remember waking up when born?
when was it you fell asleep?
these are interesting...

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THE GRIEVING PROCESS

THE GRIEVING PROCESS

The grieving process is hard for sure
Thinking back to a person you used to adore
It could...

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Time

Time

Time
The earth orbits the sun time and time again.
A certainty this is.
Youthfulness a...

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Christmas Memory

Christmas Memory

We're all mourning for you,
The aching in our hearts,
This precious time of year,
...

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CHRISTMAS WISH (DCMT)

CHRISTMAS WISH (DCMT)

Eyes glazed over
panting there
Agonies now
Too much to bear

Lying beaten...

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Death of a Star

Death of a Star

Black was all I saw, when the bullet entered my skull -n- exited out my left jaw, I was murdered in cold...

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Photograph

Photograph

Who knew our love would be deathly a tragedy. In the beginning you told me you would always care. Here I am...

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Burnt Embers

Burnt Embers

One dark, chill-blistering night,
A child forsook a will to fight.
Disease ravished a chaste...

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3pm


A jumpscare at 3pm in the afternoon
hits me in the gut like you used to.
My heart...