Fierce 5. Looking Up

Looking Up               I had spent many hours with my rediscovered friends, and I decided it was time for a little alone time, since my new features had begun to get a little out of hand. I told them that it was about time for me to get home, and I...

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Awake

Forget about yesterday Let it fade away Dreams do not exist, Dreams do not exist. Midday, exhausted Wake up! There's work to do, Attitude costed Can't be left askew, Unsure what isn't true Collapsing in my own arms, On lookout for the...

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Fierce 6. In Pursuit of Life

In Pursuit of Life She walked up to my standing figure like she had done many times in the past few weeks, and my reaction to her was no different. My heart doubled its speed, I breathed much faster, and my mind raced. Luckily, I had been...

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Fierce 4. A Reason to Live

A Reason to Live   I was alone. I was so far from any other living being. I was all alone. It was then, all alone in the woods that I started to think philosophically. The only way to access the outside world is through senses. The only way for anyone...

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Fierce 3. Identity

Identity   That day in fourth period, I had broken a bully, Wally's fingers with nothing but a moderate pinch from my own. This, of course, tipped me off to some other change to my body besides the transformation to a fox. Indeed, with such...

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Still

Still Stars hang in the sky Visible with the sun No air to turn blue I cannot stay dry But no reason to run So the stream in the city Paused, silent, still, Ran from the ocean Powers the old mill And taken no pity One beautiful moment In...

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Hanging Over his Head

Hanging Over His Head Hanging over his head are Half-conjured images of desires, Of a rose in a shire, Whose outlook is dire, Of doves flying home, That never grow tired. Hanging over his head A golden field of wheat And a line of red...

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Unfabricated

Unfabricated He arose from his bed With a sense of dread As his desires faded His dream already dead Simply fabricated She smiles at me Like Jack does at Rose Like how water flows So very smoothly But it's all fabricated Her kiss is a...

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Missing

Missing Here I lay in the earth Only one of 7 billion One in a hundred Millions die and millions live Soon to be trillion In this place of mirth And filled with dread What can I give? There is a distant ceiling In a room with no doors And...

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Nebulae

Nebulae A galaxy-filled sky Constellations arbitrary Of stars soon to die And its soul unable to carry The burden of the universe. Falling comets through suns Have seen the life of the cosmos That has hardly begun. Consist of countless...

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Full Circle

Full Circle Strong cypress lies aside me Grown out of a field Mockingbird sings freely Never forced to yield. A river of molten rock Runs not far beyond The deer and the crane Visible from any stalk Yet under the pouring rain May yet breed a...

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Fierce 2. Dreams Come True

Dreams Come True   My skin was literally crawling. I was perched behind a concealing bush in the backyard of a party, but something was happening to me. Then, I felt an impossible pain exploding on every inch of my skin. This crippling pain must have...

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