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 Oct 2017 Mike Virgl
Eric Martin
No one is ever free from the things they do
And for me that is very true
Every time I fail
My skin grows a scale

I feel like the really me is no longer shown
I block people out with a wall
I feel so alone
I as deeper I fall

Some people see some thing reptilian
Some people see a villain
But the one person people no longer see
Is inside to me

I build an building my self a shell
That is escaping me from its hell
But running away from all my fears
Makes so no one is letting me near

I can no longer shout
I can no longer run
I must get out
And pick off every scale one by one
 Oct 2017 Mike Virgl
rose
Fall rested her head on Summer
So she could stay warm for a bit longer
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I know I already wrote a poem about the warm weather but it's so nice and this just popped into my mind
 Oct 2017 Mike Virgl
Victoria
Is it worth the lives that are lost
The knives
The guns
The ammo
The litte girl without a father
The little boy screaming mother
The sister who now doesn't have a brother
The brother who sister is now gone
And violence is still number one
Is it worth crying over a husbands lost life
When he got mugged by a stranger
With a knife
46 dollars a friend lost his life
Is it worth the wife who had nothing to give
All she wanted to do was live
To see her kids
Got shot instead
And now her kids are crying cause shes dead
Is it worth the pain that comes with
Is violence really
Worth it
 Oct 2017 Mike Virgl
Victoria
When we first met
I fell in love
Yes
Love
The kind of love that changes a persons view of love
The kind of love that made you question if you have ever been in love
Before
The kind of LOVE that was impossible
And I hadn't even talk to you yet
I was so nervous
I wanted to leave
But ****
It was to late you saw me
And you smiled and that was it
I walked over
Well more like gravity pulled me to you
Like an inescapable force
That I did not want to escape
Impossible man
Is this fate
 Sep 2017 Mike Virgl
Ashly Kocher
Sitting on the sidewalk with nothing left
Thinking of my past and what I have left
A picture I hold of someone I loved
Is all I have is who up above
I shiver at night knowing he’s still here
I’m left alone hearing all my fears
The memory I hold within my heart
Will always be there in a shadow of the night
I wrote this 5 years ago for really no reason. Only to find out hours later that my best friends husband was found dead on her back porch. I wrote this not really realizing that it really did mean something.
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