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a body lies there,
real enough -but it doesn't represent the man
who changed a thousand lives
with his smile and love.
a man i never met,
but through the effect he had on others,
and they still receive me as family.
what does one say
to a grieving widow and her children?
what does one do when listening
to her crying as her great love lies
in the casket?
Nothing.
There is nothing to do
but join in the grief,
relive stories,
keep the memory alive
of a man i never met.
hard day.
I provide my own food and water
I fulfill my own ****** desires

I dress myself
I have my own home
I am the fortress

I am my best friend
I am my greatest enemy
I am my most important relationship

I value myself
I accept every part of my being

I am self-actualized
Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs
Heal my heart heal my soul
Let your spirit take control of what little there is left of me
Heal my heart heal my soul
Set me free from the strong tethers that bind me
Heal my heart heal my soul
Help me fly span the skies that beckon to me
Heal my heart heal my soul
Guide me to a land where freedom awaits me
Heal my heart heal my soul
Together let us take control of our destiny
Let us walk holding hands
Into a world that understands
Peace and harmony
Hoping to live in a world where peace and harmony exist and let the wounds heal.
Rough hands
Long days
Honest work
Hand tools
And sustainability
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 Jun 2015 Isabella Pullivan
XIII
After running some tests
Injecting needles in your veins
******* blood from you even if it's the only ounce left

He says you're sick
Holding a pen, he prescripts
It's for you to buy, a list of medicines

And so you have to try
You have no choice but to buy
Or else, as per Dr. Quack Quack, you'll die

As you take in
Your wallet's thinning
While the packets of medicines are still stacking

Then another symptom came
And so you have to visit the clinic again
Déjà vu you thought, Dr. Quack Quack greeted you smiling

He says you're sick again
Holding a pen, he prescripts again
It's for you to buy again, a list of medicines

Oblivious to you
He's preparing his checklist too
After traveling to Europe, next stop to Honolulu
There are black demons hiding behind their white coats.
 Jun 2015 Isabella Pullivan
R
i might be able to see the way the sun graces your face in the wee morning hours and that makes me want to breathe again
hes so beautiful
 Jun 2015 Isabella Pullivan
Liv
My heart
Cracked at the corners
Freehand stitches attempting to hold it together
Whispering your name through the beats
Your heart*
Rich shades of crimson
Never broken and never needing to be fixed
Each strong pounding keeps you alive
Our hearts
Complete opposites
Weak leaning against strength
Dark looking to light
Our veins are ******* in each other like two ships
Leading back to us
*Two hearts in one
 Jun 2015 Isabella Pullivan
R
but i just regret that we were not able to have that everlasting love that we dreamed of.
those dreams faded away like all of the words you said
I think I've had enough of life,
The life I live isn't worth a fight, if I die today that would be alright
Because I've had enough of life,
im an angry creature filled with hate, the worst things in life I can not escape, the worst to come is never late, this life I live I've tried to take but everyone say I made a mistake....ha....
I think I've had enough of life
everything is wrong nothing is right
I guess I'll never know what a normal life feels like,
but that's alright **** life.
When did you stop loving me, he asked.
When you started noticing, she said.
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