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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    To have your name shouted as a chorus among the people is a feeling that you will never understand until it's happening to you. A simple chant becomes your anthem; your eyes open each morning remembering that moment. Their last bit of hope was placed in you and to shatter that fragile trus...
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    Twice a day, for the past few years I've watched my little brother take this nasty medicine that keeps his brain from going up in bursting fireworks like the epileptic Fourth of July. Every day, since we were little, I've heard him struggle to learn and push harder than half of the p...
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    He died next to me. His heart like a broken clock: tick, tock, tick, tock – gone....
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    I think beauty is found in small detail. I will remember how you mixed your tea and recall the way the roses drooped as they withered....
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    ink won't drip, words won't flow writer's block has taken over me no relief, no release these are the nights my body takes everything every pain, every sorrow felt now remembered in the morning...
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    'Raindrop' makes me think of tears that fall from your eyes, shame being washed away, late nights with my best friend in the spring, the feeling on your skin that lets you know you’re breathing, freedom that lands anywhere it wants to....
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    i've decided that we’re all born with a tiny bit of Alzheimer’s in us if you want to fight me on that, pause for a moment and take a rocketship ride in your mind fly through the galaxies, memories, and horrors of your past back to every time you forgot someone's name, forgot a text...
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    I asked Cinderella's mice to patch up my broken heart - they began. Poke, stab, prod. Yes, it was painful now, but knowing that it would be beautiful later I clenched my teeth and closed my eyes. A glass slipper can easily get lost, but it can shatter just as quick and that's what hap...

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