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Ejiro 10h
snow was falling from up the heavens
her tongue filled with snowflakes
leaving a chilly surprise in her mouth
unlike the her peers who adore this season
she despised it with all her heart
but when her peers asked “why didn’t you just stay home then?”
she couldn’t give a answer
one day she was walking in the snow
every step she made she started to whine
complaining about how the snow was pulling her down to the deeps of the earth
the cold breeze didn’t help either
slapping her face back and forth with chills
but the last thing she want to do was go back to where she escaped from
so she took a liter from her jacket
and lit a cigarette to her mouth
the smoke release from her lips gently
silencing the breeze for only a moment
she continued on her walk
when she reaches her destination
streetlights were shining like ornaments hanging on a Christmas tree
for a second she admired them
until she heard a honk sound
she enters into her taxi
then look at window with tired eyes
“So where are you going to ma’am?”
the taxi driver asked
“Somewhere warm, or maybe somewhere far away, just a place that isn’t home”
she replied with an empty smile
Ejiro 18h
In the depths of my dreams
I see her within my proximity
her face is scribbled out with sharpie
and her voice is static
her name was Ms. Euphoria

oh how I miss her motherly love
whenever my tears hit my pillow
making my eyes become drowsy
I fall into a deep sleep
my body is taken through a tunnel vision
and when I finally open my eyes
I have been transported into a dream
where Ms. Euphoria will be waiting for me
with open arms to wrap me into her embrace
I tell her everything that comes to mind
and even though I can’t hear her well
between the static lines of her voice
I can sense her feeling of understanding

But was ages ago
now my dreams are blurry to remember
but I hope one night I can see her again
waiting for me in the distance
ready to hear my cries of sorrow
comforting me with the blessing of empathy
Ejiro 1d
one small table
two chairs opposite of one another
a small pistol was on top of the table
and a small bullet was next to it
their was a timer on the wall
counting down every minute
two doors open
two men walk out of opposite doors
they sit in their seats
ready for the game to commence

(Round 1)
the first man takes the pistol, puts the bullet in, reloads, then sets the loaded pistol down
the moment the pistol touched the table
the second man quickly snatches it
points it to the first man’s head
and then pulls the trigger
but nothing came out
the first man didn’t say anything
he just stared at the other man with numbness in his eyes

(Round 2)
the second man picks the pistol up once again
doing the exact same thing
he pulled the trigger
this time the bullet shot out
but since he had very careless aim
he slightly missed his opponent
the bullet ended up grazing against the first man’s face
but he didn’t react to it
he still continued to stare
another bullet appears on the table again out of nowhere but no one questioned it

(Round 10)
time passed
round after round
the first man’s didn’t say a single word
bullet wounds were all over his body
but he didn’t move an inch
throughout the rounds
he never even picked up the pistol
he just sat there
as if he was waiting for something

(Round 25)
the final match has finally begun
the second man had a smirk on his face
since zero bullet wounds were on him
while the first man looked like a punching bag filled with holes
but he didn’t care
“to be honest, I really don’t get why you’re letting me win this game” the seconds man said
while reloading the pistol
the first man started to mumble his words quietly
“what did you say?” the second man questioned
the first man still continued to mumble his words
“hey I’m talking to you!” The second man said
he raised the pistol to the first man’s head
he pulls the trigger
no bullet comes out
“who said that I was gonna let you win?” the first man said
he quickly pulls out a knife from his pocket
leaps over the table and pulls the second man down
stabbing him 25 times
after he made sure the second man was dead
he removed the bullets from his body
his wounds start to regenerate quickly
leaving his skin looking untouched
he looks down at his dead opponent
“now who said bringing a gun to a knife fight would be a good idea?” he said
Ejiro 2d
ever since I grew a consciousness
I was good at everything
I had straight A’s
Perfect attendance
had a high level reading level almost every grade I was in
I was one of the best archers in my freshman year
my reputation was very well known
but it’s not like I was popular or known by every at school
I was just considered on of the “smart kids”
and I held that title to my heart  
now you may know that their is a thing called “sophomore slumps”
when I first heard of it
I didn’t think of it as much
falling into delusion that I still will be in the top as usual
but now my crown has been snatched from my head and then crushed onto the floor
my grades were now…. average
to the point I’m more focus on trying to pass a class rather getting an A+ as usual
my amazing perfect attendance has been
ruined
since my therapist and psychiatrist has taken my sweet time away from school hours
plus I don’t even do sports anymore
and my love for archery has been diminished from my mind
my reputation was on a tightrope every day
aside from that
my high reading level stayed the same
but at this point who even cares about that

Now the only thing I’m perfect at doing is
waking up and finding a reason to not go back to sleep
Ejiro 3d
I wonder what Icarus felt like
when he tried to touch the face of the sun
and rub his hands on the sun’s cheek bones
only for the sun to reject him from trying to reach its throne
I sympathize with Daedalus grief
when he tried to warn his son from the dangers of confronting the giver of light
then watching his sons' wings fail him
When they both flapped their waxy wings
they both had visions
of where they want to go
Daedalus wanted to seek a place where their freedom would not be taken away
while Icarus wanted to fly
he wanted to soar with the clouds
and migrate with the birds
he wanted to reach where the golden gates were placed
and hold the embrace of God between his fingers
but the sun refused this
the sun took Icarus wings and clipped them
removing every feather that was sewn onto the wings Daedalus made for him
the hot wax pulling Icarus down to the depths of the earth

I imagine what Icarus had to conclude
when during the fall he then realizes
how this was going to be the last thing he will experience
before his body hits the sea
drowning from the great ocean currents
which took his last breath
I can picture what Daedalus must have saw
when he saw his son falling into the arms of death carrying him down below
knowing that even though Icarus was able to fly in that moment
that cause led to his demise
I decided to write this based on my favorite Greek mythology
Ejiro 3d
“Why am I here?”
I asked myself that over and over again
as my body floats in space
the outer layer of the atmosphere is so dense I can feel the surface rub against my helmet
my body is light as a feather
I can hear my bones rattling with one another within my body
when I was standing on the earth’s crust
I can see the stars at the night sky
if I where to look hard enough I can see constellations dancing and embracing themselves with glee
now I’m up above with them
but the constellations do not applaud for my arrival
they just shimmer until they turn dull
so I dance with the void instead

for a while my brain feels quiet
a constant low ringing in my ear
I couldn’t tell if I was just imagining it
or my ears were in shock from realizing how quiet the universe is when you only known sound from I’m from
I snap my brain back into reality
remembering what I must do
I look at my surroundings
at first all I saw was nothing
but then I see a gray sphere a distance away
it was the moon
spinning in rotation
impersonating a ballerina in a huge ballroom filled with mirrors
I paddle my feet to its location
setting my feet in its dry surface
“mission complete” I told myself

I sit down with my legs crossed
observing what’s around me for the final time
I can sense the earth mourning my name
begging me to come home
I put my hand out in a cup-like position
where I can see the earth within my fingertips
then I finally realized
the earth can give you so many questions
but the stars give you theories
Ejiro 4d
there was a scrawny man on the side of the street
he was holding a cardboard sign
and his words were not filled with glee.
The cardboard sign said "the end is near"
and he kept on shouting it till his voice croaked
and the people that passed him were not in fear
they all thought he was a ****** who wanted to act like a pope
he chanted those words' day and night
children hearing him from their windows
and the night rodents observe him with delight.
One day that all changed
the sky turning cherry red with stratus clouds
and smoke began to appear from the cracks on street lanes
creatures crawling from the underground
screeching their arrival to the humans
telling them that this is their new domain now.
As the sun turns pitch black
and the moon becomes crimson red
the land was now populated with giant maggots
while the sea was soaked up and now looked dead.
The people who despised the scrawny man with the cardboard sign
go to him looking for wisdom that will dismiss their fear
for they do not know what will become of them next
but all he could say is "can't you see our future is clear, our freedom was never here".
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