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The Sorrow
The sorrow I know
Is like no other.
It is too deep
Too raw
Too real.
And as I stand here
Within its everlasting clutches
I find little bursts of hope.
And these little burst of light
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falling...
falling...
a good day
fun and silly
almost happy
then the whispers
falling...
I laugh and run
with gay abandon
chasing dreams
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My Right To Live
Author's (long) Note:
Why is it that when you have a disability, that's all people see?
Kids my age:
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Mourning Autumn
Her hair,
Long and brown,
With that hint of red.
Her eyes,
Blue and bright,
With that touch of green.
Her style,
Bubbly and pink,
With all that glitter.
This is the Autumn -
My (Third) Name In a Nutshell
Kind, but scared
Overprotective, but with good intentions
Voluntarily facing danger
Every moment, in pain
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Haiku: Summer Flowers
Dark clouds let loose rain
Falling on summer flowers
Which blossom come light
Loves
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You are not alone
Are you the friend that never gets heard when there's a group conversation?
Are you the friend that when there's not enough room in the hall or on the sidewalk you go behind everyone?
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Blocked You
It's the 5th time
You've exploded
All because I didn't agree
With you
Each time
I would sit
Confusion clouding my brain
What did I do?
At first I would try
To apologize
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Willow
This is an empty house,
A house that's lost its soul.
The laughter and joy that once echoed through it,
Faded away with time and age. -
Her
"Our hands are light blue and gentle. Our eyes hold terrible confessions."
-Anne Sexton
How naive to think glass shattering is someone breaking in,
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If Autumn Were a Person
Wisps of long brown hair
escaping a orange knit hat
Honey brown eyes
Surrounded by black-rimmed glasses
Heart-shaped lips
Lightly covered in lip gloss
Cream sweater
Under a green puffy jacket
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Autumn
The fluttering leaves that were once so lush and green and captivating and sang in the breeze,
Now, they are gold,
Wispy flakes nestled in among the reds and oranges,