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The words, they taunt and swirl and dance. The choices, they overwhelm me to the point where I find myself staring blankly at the blurred letters. And then I think- hell, who needs advanced bio and chem and physics? Who needs fancy calculus classes and philosophy courses? Who needs to learn all of t... - Opinion > Points of ViewThe words, they taunt and swirl and dance. The choices, they overwhelm me to the point where I find myself staring blankly at the blurred letters. And then I think- hell, who needs advanced bio and chem and physics? Who needs fancy calculus classes and philosophy courses? Who needs to learn all of t...
- Poetry > Free VerseShe wore lilacs in her hair, And smiled at the ground, Her smile was crooked, Her hair knotted, But she was real. Her laugh was pure, Her movements lacked grace, She stumbled over words sometimes, But she was not fake, She had fire in her eyes. That fire fueled her dreams, Ruled her m...
- Nonfiction > Personal ExperienceThe children remember snowmen, button eyes and smiles and rabbit-bitten carrot noses frosted at the tips. Hats and old scarfs strung to keep the snow-folk warm. They remember the soft magical confetti that drifted from above. They remember straining and craning their necks back, trying to catch snow...
- Poetry > Free VerseThey are blind, They don't see, What it means to me. My words strike no passion, Explanations bounce off them, They look but they don't see. They are blind to what it could be, They see the plain and simple, Where I see a masterpiece, they smirk and show a dimple. After I cr...
- Poetry > Free VerseBeauty is terrible, Beauty is great, Beauty masquerades, She is Illusion, A vexing hypnotic siren, Beauty is a golden liar. She lives in blindness, Feeding upon stolen glances, Tasting the longing of others. An Angel, oh so sweet, A rebel, A sweet far thing. A vain cursed creatur...
- Poetry > Free VerseSometimes stillness takes over, And i let it - I'll be still one day forever, And this - This is just practice. What does it matter , When breath will leave my body, Blood will still and cool , My pulse will falter, This is only practice. My eyes will nevermore focus, No Music w...
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