Unfinished Business

Unfinished Business

Falling in lust with this man, his broad shoulders and strong arms. His cocky grin and subtly arrogant jokes. All-encompassing the physical ideal she was searching for. Could it be she finally found a man who could help her?
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Silent Killers

Silent Killers   She sighs As starless skies Dull, bleak and faded like soot with humid air Close in on her Blinding fog Which Smells of burnt autumn leaves… Chokes Songs of spring Haunt like Memories of yore Each time…
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The Fourteenth Child

This girl and I looked nothing alike. Her face freckled, auburn hair askew, and a casual stance with feet planted wide as if ready to sprint in either direction should the need arise.
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If You Wished

Gleams of a forgotten wish bring light Some reminiscent dull memories appear Though faded with time's constant jilt But yet Unmarred and indestructible
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Stifled by Sadness

If only I can be taken back to the good old days, the days where you have to discover the world by touching, smelling, seeing and it will be your world no boundaries, imagination is the limit.
The Void

The Void

Nothing is more depressing than the feeling of emptiness. Letting the void consume you whole, is a missed shot, entirely.
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Time Traveler

The eyes unfold and the story aligns-- rain from the sky sounds like punches I learned in my garage and Dad’s body rippled like the windows at night.
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Dad

Are you still watching every breaking of dawn up there? Oh sure, you still. Maybe you're still touching my nose every time I sigh, or laugh or sneeze.