UndoneBarbed-wire fences, barred windows line the cluttered road As if the mouth of hell itself had braces Look about, youthful one, see the look on their faces? Look long enough, and you'll join me in understandingUndone
This is the place dreams go to die.
The stink of unfulfilled potential A neighbourhood of unkept promises and hair The people here have long since lost themselves All that remains is a craving And the stench of unrealized ability
They used to be like us, maybe Perhaps wanting, striving to be a doctor So they could help the people they've now bec
A Christmas Story DrabbleIt’s Christmas, Christmas! Shrieked my little brother, bounding up on my bed, up and down, excited movement overshadowed only by his words.A Christmas Story Drabble
Yes! He’s right! The words formed suddenly in my head; all that was sounded was a gleeful squeal, as I recognized a weighty pack at the end of the bed, hyperactive brother all but forgotten.
Stocking! Stocking!!
Ripped it apart like a gift-starved animal. Wild crazy eyes. Chocolate! Toys!
… And the obligatory pair of socks and apple that got left at the bottom for filler but were swept up in the glee of a child’s Chri
It's A Life For MeAh, when I was young, leave school, drop my sack, out the back! Dashed out the door before I could be cornered with a list of chores, and to freedom I flew.It's A Life For Me
Hop up, pop up, don't stop; we claimed everything, nothing claimed us. Sticks and stones, broken bones and a helluva lot of laughing. The kiss tag game, but I wanted to get kissed, but it was gross because my friends said so.
Convinced the store to give me free candy, sugar high, all mine. Greedy greedy, gimme gimme always gets. Only one problem.
I had to grow up.
A Laugh - Part 2I laughA Laugh - Part 2
I break free of the ropes strapping me to the ground Throw the walls down, throw my foes around Venomous words repelled by humanity I fly to the heavens on wings of molten pride Burning bright, unstoppable as the tide
Enemies become specs in the past Mere grains of sand in my hourglass I watch the larger of the hands tick by Cold hard realization assaults, freezes my mind When I see I've left everything behind
Determined to right that which is wrong Associated with weak and strong I return to the glass of father time I break it ope
Happenings
Lazy
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Don't forget who's taking you home, and in whose arms you're gonna be,
So darling, save the last dance for me. ♫
- M. Bublé
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You know it's special when it divides your life into before and after
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Did you ever decide for yourself on this? Or did you just wake up and feel that way. I'm not asking you because I already know.
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