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The Villain’s Hell in a Writers Life
When I think of what to say I hope the words come to me, and stay with me for the day. For my heart will start to sway, when I think of being free, with the words I cannot say. My tears are here to betray, As a simple sign, the key, that…
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You're My Poem Too
I imagine in the future, a not so distant one, a toddler on my hip, sucking his thumb, whispering in my ear, ‘Mommy Mommy” What is it, baby? “What is that?” What is what, baby? He points to the screen. My computer, baby. “No silly mommy” “What’s on the computer?” You mean those words, baby?…
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The Big Little Things
I got up today even though it was hard I managed it … I went to my class I did not want that either but I still did … It’s simple for you, to do all of these things but not for myself.



