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joy
is but the sign
that create emotion
is fulfilling its purpose
10 years 8 months ago
I feel as if the ground I walk crumbles
The world I've held so dear is deteriorating
10 years 8 months ago
Our clock is tickingAs our last years are coming to an endA time when we leave our childhood years,
10 years 8 months ago
I ask, Who am I?
Forever I shall know not,
Between wolds above and those beneath
Eternal life and endless rot.
10 years 8 months ago
August 29, 2005 was a glorious day for New Orleans.
My white, picket fence home once stood there.
10 years 8 months ago
My laundry basket waits for me in the corner,
A blue and orange flannel shirt,
10 years 8 months ago
The tiled floor never felt so soft
No sound giving off
Now I'm shaken with fear
Wishing immensely you were here
10 years 8 months ago