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Voice

Sounds and chatter of this world Can drive a person to a quiet madness. Before too long, could be found curled - Tight in a ball, choking on sadness.   When they all look, point, and stare - Mind's eye wishes for invisibility. Then, you wonder about this despair, Why such a target of hostility?… Continue reading Voice

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I Remember…

As you get older, there are certain moments from your youth that you reflect upon and revisit. Those moments that truly stuck with you. Words that have been said and certain events that took place. I think quite often about time that has long since passed. I remember the things and lessons that people taught me.… Continue reading I Remember…

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Magic Machine

A sweet, solitary chance to create One magical machine for all mankind. The mind searches for the absolute best, Ignoring my own selfish whims and wish. A time machine to change the past perhaps? Oh, no, my darling - watch your selfish steps. Yes, I can give you one so much better - This device… Continue reading Magic Machine

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Shakespeare’s Hamlet Reading

One of the pleasures that I enjoy is reading Shakespeare. Hamlet is a wonderful play about revenge, betrayal, and depression. For all of the flaws of the main character, the thing I love most is how human he is  portrayed because we all feel those things at some point of our lives. Some can hide… Continue reading Shakespeare’s Hamlet Reading

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Mobile Phone

  I love the way this phone keeps us connected. I love the little device so much. Shiny and new and, oh so protected. Your thumbs brush over the screen While we sit here eating our lunch.   The way the light shines from your mobile - Bounces off your handsome features. I'd almost mistake… Continue reading Mobile Phone

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The Graveyard

Good morning, everyone! Normally, after I've finished creating a piece of poetry, I'll post it up here for you to read without anything said beforehand. Not so much today. I wanted to throw you guys out some warnings. This particular post is in response to the #DearDepression tag that was written to encourage awareness for… Continue reading The Graveyard

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The Perfect Game

Nestled into my comfy little chair, Graphics loading on my computer - Brother waits for me to join his team. Our rivals don't have a prayer.   Teams of two, here we are Arrogant player asks if I'm a girl. I reply, "Why, yes I am." "Lol" he says before we spar.   Sly little… Continue reading The Perfect Game

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Dear Mom

  Dear Mama, It's been nearly 20 years since I've heard your voice or spoken to you. Yet, through a random prompt on the internet I stumbled upon today, I'm writing you a letter. There are a lot of "somethings" I wish I could tell you and questions to ask you. If you could see… Continue reading Dear Mom

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Three Lessons Chess Tactics Taught Me

Three Lessons Chess Tactics Taught Me   The first time I played chess was with my cousin. He and I played video games by Blizzard - Warcraft, Diablo, Starcraft. Those are visual games. Chess is a board game. How could I possibly enjoy it? At first, I thought it was going to be a boring… Continue reading Three Lessons Chess Tactics Taught Me

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Swings | All Grown Up

Swings   Sneakers dug into dirt Let go, fly high Taking this moment to revert - Swinging to and fro.   Eyes closed, nostrils flared Higher and higher, I persist Leaving all behind, though scared… Cold metal chains, firm in fist   Maintain my flow, nearly hypnotic… Decades have passed, but I survive Revisiting a… Continue reading Swings | All Grown Up