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Closet

I held a gun and a knife in my hand

A decision to choose on how it would end.

All the meaningless efforts, meanderings and proclivities… 60 more words

The Killing Loneliness.

Deep cries and mourns, were what I could hear,
Drops of water were seen rolling down her cheeks, called tears.
She would sit near the window in her small room, … 128 more words

Poetry

Always

Lonliness was the only emotion

Brought us together

We were enjoying ourselves

When we met together

We were enjoying , departed from others

We were conceving the departure,the solitude… 236 more words

Poem

Where does the good go?

I’ve gotten pretty anxious over the past few weeks thinking about what I’m going to write about. Thus, I haven’t written anything lately. I’ve had much more time to think, draft, and write now that it’s summer time, but I haven’t been very good at making this a priority. 614 more words

Writing

From school bus to street car.

 

 

Confidently, she climbed unto the bus, denying any and all attention or offers of help from the other bus users, simply by lifting her chin, averting her eyes and smiling a calm capability.   460 more words

Swatches and Review: Fyrinnae neutrals (and Debonair!), Hollywood Sorcery finishing powder, and Meloncholy lip lustre

I’ve been happily using my Fyrinnae Pygmy Hippo lip lustre since I received it mid-May, but of course the green-eyed makeup monster within me (in my mind’s eye it has razor sharp eyeliner wings and perfect brows) has driven me to covet that which I do not have… most specifically, I have been eyeing Meloncholy, because I can’t get enough of coral shades. 1,762 more words

Eye Of The Day

Songbird

Fly swiftly to me sweet sparrow
And perch on the tree beside me
Rest your wings but for a moment
And sing that old song of melancholy… 59 more words

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