Poem #67: Trapped

_Trapped_ Along this broken path I walk Underneath the glowing sunshine Deep inside of me voices talk Whisperings that aren't mine Dark gray clouds are all around me Amidst the crowd I fall behind I cower beneath the broad sea Of whisperings...

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Why...

Must I sit alone depressed and unloved longing in my heart my soul crushed and broken being passed around and laughed new tears appearing every day....more and more tattered what remains becomes... the thing i seek long eluding me forever hiding locked...

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Lost Among Life

You want me, But you don't need me, You say you don't want to keep me, And yet I'm still here, I say I can't have you, Because I know it's true, You're so far gone for me to have you, And yet you still roam in my fears, I can't fall for...

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Hope

But can i even be destroyed, when i feel like i have already lost it all?

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I miss you

A distant drum within myself, that beats without repute. Your voice a whispered symphony that wakes my heart, once mute. A dream that shall unburden me from wounds dug deep inside. A face that haunts my memory, two worlds that must collide....

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Scribbles: Bing & Mage in Koo Koo Land

"Mage... where the fuck are we" The sand dunes stretched as far as the eye could see. There was nigh even a plant or structure. Just sand and more sand, except for two anthro beings. "Bing... I don't know" The one named Mage held her...

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What I Need...

I Need more then A gental friend I Need more then comforting words I Need more then Momentary protection from greif I Need more then a pat on the back I Need more then someone ruffling my fur for play I Need more then that. I Need my other...

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Becoming: Part 9-Eviction

As Alex stuffed his clothing into a backpack, which the Brownings had given him, he began to reflect on his choices. What had caused him to run into that forest? How could he just forget about the only people that had been kind to him and simply run...

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Becoming: Part 7- Revelations

That night, Alex had very weird dreams. Alex couldn't fully comprehend it but he saw repeated images of trees, bushes, and other plants. Everything looked the same to him, except for the fact that in a very select few of the bushes, bright pale yellow...

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Becoming: Part 1 -Lost

\*Hello everyone, this is my first story that I've every posted on the web, so I apologize in advance if there are any mistakes. If there are any formatting errors, it is most likely because I am doing this on my IPod. Constructive Criticism is always...

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Woods pt 1

"yes, i'm sorry i realized that i have the wrong cabin so i should--" "you're lost? the nearest cabin is miles away and its already dark. why don't i take you?" i nearly freeze as i weigh my options, carefully keeping my breathing even.

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A Lost Pit Part One

Victor stepped along the cold wet concrete in the rain trying to find a dry place to stay. It was close to midnight and he seemed to be the only one around. The young pup of only fourteen years old walked alone on the streets. As he walked he...

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