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  Who's Playing?

  

  By PotterCullen, Dobbs Ferry, NY

  Words of a book, That are, To some, Blurred, But to others, Warped so that their true meaning, the words read between the lines, are revealed, By tears that, To some, Stream, But to others, Erode the flat expanses of a smooth face, Lips that, To some, Curve up and down, But to others, ...
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  Recountance of a Memorie

  

  By PotterCullen, Dobbs Ferry, NY

  I remember you everyday, My bracelet, It says, R.I.P Steve 1/27/1991-3/23/2011, And I remember you in different ways, Like you in the casket, At your wake, Or you, Walking by, Instilling my faith, In you, When you said, You were going, To AA. I remember seeing you, At Grandma's...
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  Years of Memories

  

  By PotterCullen, Dobbs Ferry, NY

  Narragansett, Rhode Island, My home away from home, My solace, The encasement of my true self, In four bedrooms and two and a half baths. Waking up, The clickety-clack of the, Practically, Ancient ceiling fan, The fresh air, Blowing through the open window, The rushing, To get dressed,...
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  Suicide

  

  By PotterCullen, Dobbs Ferry, NY

  Lugging broken hearts, So overwhelming, These tough times, Struggling to be perfect, A perfect son, A perfect brother, A perfect nephew, A tightly shut heart, A tightly shut mind, Thoughts, Coming from where? Stuck, Depressed, Under overwhelming pressure, All gone. Broken hearts ...