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It started in seventh grade; Glossed over the foundation. Picture changed from clear to grain, Anxious in anticipation. My name once held a certain caché, Despite my reservations. But I threw it all away For the comfort in isolation. Now … Continue reading
I’m having one of those days Where nothing’s going my way. No, I’m not OK. But what’s the use anyway? I could tell you I got no sleep last night And I’m anything but fine. But instead I’ll swallow my … Continue reading
I tip-toe down hallways, Gingerly open doors. Stare at four walls, And let the silence take precedence. I’m obsolete, A dial-up machine. With no firewall, I feel incomplete.
Everyone knows I’m this town’s ghost. Live in aether, life bequeather; Hasty to quash the flame. But I’m transparent just the same. Beneath the veil of darkness, There’s nothing but black. And now I’m too far gone to find my … Continue reading