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I hear those notes on the radio and I can’t help but smile. I remember growing up as a little girl, riding in the back seat of my dad’s old pickup truck. I remember all the times I’d run to my dad when he came home from work and beg him to take me for a ride on the motorcycle. I remember the f... - Poetry > All PoetryOver many long years in a place far away, The world interacted for most of every day. The wind and the trees had become quite good friends, For what one of them lacks the other always lends. The wind spoke softly in a quiet breeze, Telling her dreams to the whispering trees. The wind softly sa...
- Nonfiction > Personal ExperienceEveryone worries. It's a natural, human thing to do; but sometimes, like most things in life, it gets to be too much. I know that I will never forget how much that worry became and how it almost broke me. - - - - - - - - - - - - - I was sitting at the computer just wasting time. I had music p...
- Nonfiction > Personal ExperienceSitting there in the Intensive Care unit, watching my dad struggle to breathe, I felt as if the walls were caving in around me. He had eight broken ribs, a punctured lung, a broken shoulder, and a cracked vertebrae. My dad, who was always able to make everything better, was barely able to breathe be...
- Nonfiction > Personal ExperienceIt was a Thursday night, around 5:30 in the evening. My best friend and I were playing a game of Lord of The Rings Monopoly in my basement, laughing and giggling at our failures to pronounce the names of the real estate. I tossed the dice when suddenly everything went black. Our smiles quickly faded...
- Poetry > All PoetryI live on dreams Like a plant lives off rain. I escape from reality, I feel no more pain. I know that my head Is stuck in the clouds, But I’d rather be here Than in with the crowds. I see the true beauty In a withering rose. I live my own life, But it’s not one I chose. I wish ...
- Poetry > All PoetryDon’t lock me out, Don’t shut your heart, This feeling of worry Rips me apart. You might feel alone, You might feel fear, But please don’t shed Another tear. I’m still here, Even if they’re gone. I’ll wait to help, No matter how long. I know you’re in pain, I can see...
- Poetry > All PoetryHow could I do it? How could it work? With everyone noticing Every quirk? With one of them here, The others long gone, How can I do it? Did I do something wrong? Why did they leave? Was it something said? It runs through my mind, Even in bed. No matter what I do, It’s never eno...
- Poetry > All PoetryWhat people never, ever see Is who I really am. I am someone who always will Do everything I can. What people never, ever see Is what I want to be. Of all the great things in the world I just want to be free. Free from lies, Free from dispute, Free from problems That don’t compute. ...
- Poetry > All PoetryI hear a noise, A quiet noise, With a dancer’s precision, Beauty and poise. Why is it heard? Where is it from? What is this noise And why has it come? I think it is nothing, Just my ears playing tricks. But why do I hear These repeating ticks? Louder and louder They begin to gro...
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