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Amy Childers Aug 2019
I never wanted a castle made of gold.
                             .     .     .
I just wanted to live on a lone cloud.
                             .     .     .
                           With you
Amy Childers Jul 2019
The putrid flesh from its skin gleamed so brightly in the darkness.
Advancing, with the smell of barbarity on its tongue,
The creature stared with pearl eyes.
It seemed to grin at a thought in its head, almost like it had heard a joke,
Which revealed glass-like teeth with jagged edges.
The monster stood in silence.
It did not move for what seemed like an eternity.
It did nothing.

CRACK!!

A horrid sound came from the creature.
It broke every single bone in its body and shaped into a
Crouching position.
The creature crawled under the bed and waited for me to look under.
I looked under the bed and saw its eyes looking straight into my soul.
It spoke finally and only repeated one word.

" homee..."
Amy Childers Jul 2019
I guess I made this false allusion that everyone i love was a part of me.
I feel like a puzzle that is losing pieces everyday. The cruel reality is
that there was never a puzzle to begin with.

There was just one lonely puzzle piece...
Amy Childers Jun 2019
" Hello.
I am your waiter today and let me tell you our specials!

1. Pla Sum and Mole
2. Lachanorizo and Dosa
3. Fugu and Gazpacho
4. Escargot and Dim Sum
5. Italian-style salami and a Cheeseburger. "
                                                               ­            The customer:
                                                       ­                 " Can we just throw all of
                                                                ­           that              
                                              ­                             together and see how it
                                                                ­           turns          
                                                                ­           out? "
" Why of course we can!"
Please think about it for a sec.
Amy Childers Jun 2019
I thought that I was original.
I thought that I was someone!
I thought that my words could touch
Lamenting souls and that we could rekindle
Our lives.

Oh, how I was wrong...

I am nothing special.
I am merely a slave repressed by society's
******* standards!
I am just a dried piece of clay
Thrown down by the hands of a wounded artist.

Why does my life matter if no one will even sit long enough to listen to it?
Amy Childers May 2019
Everyone's life is a tragedy...
It just depends on when the play ends.

How sad and tragic is mans pride and ambitions.

"Curtains rise"

Time to begin the act of your life.
Amy Childers Apr 2019
When beauty is plucked from the roots
Originality drains from the veins.
Those with no sight of the world
Have no right to speak out.
Diversity is the only boundary to
The peace on Mother Earth.

Only when people learn
Will they be free.

Woe is Humanity!!
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