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Time often does not heal the wounded heart.Our hearts have so been wounded many times over.The fear of what I cannot stop bleeding.The puddle grows to a massive size within me.I am not sure how to contain this mess.Neither those around me can either.Countless hours I have fought against temptation. A flight of stairs turns…
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I want to say a word moreAnd will let my mind continue on this thought trainI will open my car doorSit on the uncomfortable driver seat cushionMy mouth will enjoy the taste of iced teaMy teeth will crunch on tiny ice cubesI will drive by garbage trucks full of wasteRotten food will fill my noseI…
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rapid deterioration comes to us allhave no fear, have no regretsstand mighty tall.we only live once if we are goodand the stars and moon alignas they should.lengthy stretches of highway behindwith tire marks for miles heavily enshrined.we have admiration for our drinksgulp them all downas we think.save us from ourselves to the endhave faith, have…
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Two long hallways.One walking toward the light.The other walking in the darkness.Going down the stairs one step.Falling at the bottom.One action gets another.My eyes see the fire.Their eyes see the dark sky.Memories do fade.One can’t remember the pain.The other recognizes the bleeding heart.Chiseled with the answers.One suffers through inches.The other in feet.Three long hallways.There will…
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Kid 90 is a documentary about being growing up in Hollywood during the 80s and 90s. Much of it includes past footage by Soleil Moon Frye made with her handheld camera of herself and friends as she was growing up while living in Hollywood and New York City. Being that I grew up during the…
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This was meant to be posted in October, but October came and went. I watched Texas Chainsaw Massacre (original) for the nth time this year (one of my favorite horror movies) and few more horror movies I’ve never seen before. I’m not going to go in depth of what each is about except for a…
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I have chewed on a piece of earth,picked up with my hands.They were dirty with worm poop.My brother laughed at me,told me how stupid I wasand how mom and dad feltI was a lost cause.This couldn’t be true.Mom and dad would never think this,out loud or silently.My actions had disappointed them before.It wasn’t my fault,…
