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I stared into the mirror today,
and listened to the sound
Of glass and plastic breaking
- And pieces falling on the ground.
I sat in the park because I wanted
to feed the doves today,
But as soon as I reached my hand out
they turned from me
- And flew away.
I drew a duck on a piece of paper,
and I glued it onto the wall,
I wanted everyone to see it,
but the glue dried and the wind blew it away.
A story has no happy ending
The ugly duckling has to fall.
and listened to the sound
Of glass and plastic breaking
- And pieces falling on the ground.
I sat in the park because I wanted
to feed the doves today,
But as soon as I reached my hand out
they turned from me
- And flew away.
I drew a duck on a piece of paper,
and I glued it onto the wall,
I wanted everyone to see it,
but the glue dried and the wind blew it away.
A story has no happy ending
The ugly duckling has to fall.
Literature
Secrets
Smiles are not meant for everyone. They weren't meant to be displayed for everyone else to see. Only for those who are special enough to find a way to see that smile. If a smile were an ordinary thing for anyone to see on any person in the world, then wouldn't that mean that every one of us would constantly be smiling? But we're not. Where's the fun in that? The light airy feeling of being able to get someone to crack a smile on a usually solemn face.
A smile is like a secret between friends.
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In Secret
Shhh. We're not supposed to be here,
don't you know?
We tricked the wheels
They spun too fast and we tumbled
through Time
Sticky stringy luminescent webs
Lighting up dimming down
Illuminating arbitrary winding paths
(you're not really in here, anyway)
Slow to a halt
And hang
Slack
Black
We're not supposed to be here
but is there anywhere else?
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I think of you..
I think of you when I'm walking
and what it's like to walk next to you.
I think of you when I put money in the til,
and with every song on the radio or
every customer that buys milk or V.
I think of you with every word I write.
I think of you every time I look at my phone,
or Christmas decorations
or the Kinder Surprises in the fridge.
I think of you every time someone asks about the number on my hand
or just when I see my hands,
remembering how yours feel in them.
I think of you when I write in permanent marker
and how they make you dizzy.
I think of you when I kneel down to rest my legs,
I think of all the scars on your knees
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Finally I got the will to write again!
This is for everyone who doesn't believe in happy endings,
everyone who has felt, and still feels like the ugly duckling.
Finally I got the will to write again!
This is for everyone who doesn't believe in happy endings,
everyone who has felt, and still feels like the ugly duckling.
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I like the tone of this, and I feel for the characters, even though I don't believe in happy endings either (well, for the most part...)