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Quickwrite- FateWatch me go insane Dropping to the floor This blood flowing in my veins Holds sanity no more And sadly all I can think Is it came way too late With all these thoughts of mine This surely must be fate I leave behind a bloodline That doesnt know the truth The one that drove me truly insane Fate says will forever be youQuickwrite- Fate


Sanity and loveThere is a picture at the edge of my bedroom. The frame is white with black smears, from grubby hands playing with it in the clearance aisle at Wal-Mart. It was bought in late February or even early March. Only recently was it filled with pictures, the ones considered the most important. The item itself is comprised of eight separate windows. Each picture was painstakingly printed on cardboard paper and cursed over and over for printing incorrectly. Though, thinking back, perhaps it was the printer and not the prints themselves that were the problem. Behind the top corner rests a poem, called Exotic Places. Above it sits a shelf. The shelf hoSanity and love


Panic-Part III: DyingIts when your stress, your emotions, your life get the best of you. You fall below the water, and it becomes sink or swim. You know eventually you will swim, but for now youre sinking faster and faster. For now you cant breathe, and the shoreline just disappeared, and the life raft doesnt care about the life part anymore.Panic-Part III: Dying
Its despair. You know, the feeling that your heart didnt just drop, but it exploded into a billion pieces; One for each feeling swirling in your mouth. Not your head, your mouth, because you can taste it. Sharp, metallic, crisp as the dried autumn leaves. The taste of blood; You are


Four YearsFour years from now, I walk into a cemetery.Four Years
Four years from now, I sit beside your headstone, I smile and ask how you have been.
Funny how I thought that you would be able to answer. But, Silence.
I smile and nod, Pretending you did, then tell you how I have been.
Four years from now, I sit with your spirit, watching the sunset. "I think it's going to be a full moon tonight." I whisper.
Funny how I thought that you would be able to answer. But, Silence.
Oh, how I wish I could feel your human pr


Steven.Steven
Steven
We were so naïve, made of chalk drawings of suns and cubes in the drive, paisley jumpers or jeans with holes and mud under fingernails.
To think, a stick was just a stick and not a sword or a metaphor between us. And our multiplying freckles were only signs of age, not beauty or relics of kisses left by angels and mothers and you.
We left the only magic in the rows of planted pines miles between our houses, not the circles of mushrooms or the tree-rain that lingered every day after four.
What we were, we never
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Not ev'ry day brings sunny cheer, Rosemarie,
But you, you are my Talisman, Rosemarie,
In ev'rything you guide my hand, Rosemarie!
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