Waking DaisyA little ball of fur you came to us, almost all black with bits of brown and white So small you could fit into my thirteen year old hand and still have room. A mischievous dog you were. Constantly bolting outside when you were young making us chase you till we were winded and tired and had to tricked you to come home but smart as you were you caught onto all the tricks of the trade and made us think Always getting into things; the fridge was your smorgasbord for when you were hungry so smart that you knew how to open it and feast, feast, feast. Tilting your head when we called your name you try to lisWaking Daisy
Crazed WallsThese walls freak me out the same walls day in and day out. I sit alone pondering what my day is going to be what I am going to do who I am going to be. Bored out of my mind passing the time away till my boyfriend comes home from work. Watching TV, reading, being bored. Thinking on my situation. Frustrate at my situation Frustrate at myself for getting me into this situation. All have time to do is think.Crazed Walls
to feel sorry for myself. to worry about what is going to happen in my life day in and day out sitting on my gray couch staring at my walls goin
???????No one was walking the beach today where I was observing life becoming colorless,???????
colors swirling together in one big color mess. One big blob hazing through the sky while the rain hailed wetting everything outside
washing away my footprints in the sand so no one could follow me, I was running away. From the troubles, from the pleasures. Everything was too overwhelming, too much to handle. I didn't want to feel anything, everything
everyone wanted me to feel to be everything everyone wanted me to be which was why I was alone on that colorless day hoping no one wo
The Hard DecisionI have a hard decision to make. One that I have no clue which way I should go. Do I decide to preserve life or do I take one? If I preserve, if I keep her alive then the quality of hers is living death. She will never be the same as she was before. If I chose death and let her die I'd feel the grim reaper swallowing me whole and knife where he stabbed my heart. But I would be keeping her alive mostly for me and not for her. How am I supposed to choose? each conclusion is breaking my heart, life or death, I cry in jagged spurts and my vision bluThe Hard Decision
huge oversight, but i'm watching you now.
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I'm bigger than body gives me credit for...
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I'm bigger than body gives me credit for...
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"Nothing good comes by staying with normal people"
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I'm bigger than body gives me credit for...
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"Nothing good comes by staying with normal people"
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I'm bigger than body gives me credit for...
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