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Let's be blunt,
for we all know it
if I was a cat
I'd be long dead by now.
for we all know it
if I was a cat
I'd be long dead by now.
Literature
Unsung Writers
Clanging, shattering, ear-splitting screams,
Howling, hollering, harrowing yowls,
Listen, listen to the words we have to say,
For we are the Unsung Writers.
Boisterous jubilant laughter ringing throughout hallways,
Heart-wrenching soulful sobs echoing throughout the bowels of the household,
Listen, listen to the words we have to say,
For we are the Unsung Writers.
Boiling rage pulsing throughout the body,
Thoughts sparking over contemplation over today's society,
Listen, listen to the words we have to say,
For we are the Unsung Writers.
Desperately begging for the attention of the world,
We have so much to offer if you would only
Literature
I Need You to Lie
I want you to lie to me.
I want you to lie and tell me I'm your happiest mistake.
I want you to lie and tell me that I'm beautiful.
I want you to lie and say that I'm so much more than a waste of space.
I want you to lie and tell me that I'm so smart, that I'm some kind of
genius.
I want you to lie and tell me life will be better when I'm older.
I want you to lie and tell me that I'm good enough, that I'm so much more than good enough.
I want you to lie and say you understand.
I want you to lie and say you know how much I'm trying.
I want you to lie and say you appreciate me.
I want you to lie so well that I finally belive you love
Literature
Now and Then
I can remember when we were children
And we would look up at the world
Great and big and full of nonsense
And we would dream the dreams
That only the young can hold onto
And we would stare up at the sky
Wondering what made stars shine
And we held tight to our hopes
We thought we could live forever
And we ran hard against that wind
Thinking we could persevere somehow
And we carved our names where we could
Rocks and trees and concrete streets
And our letters would never fade away
Even after we’re but dust again
And now we’ve all grown up
Our dreams somewhere between now and then
And, if you wouldn’t mind
I
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...but satisfaction brought him back.