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 May 2014 Hannah Bauer
Nobody
In the blink of an eye

A thousand lifetimes have passed by
A million lives have come in and out of existence
A billion laughs laughed and a trillion tears cried

and what am I? What is this insanity that surrounds me?
A material world that shifts position according to my beliefs?
An Inner Dialog that would drive the Buddha mad

The Incoherance of this world is so thick it drowns out all reason,
until my insides scream so loud the world around me begins to bleed.

Following the white rabbit until nothing is as it seems,
to departing and inventing an illusory world based around
the consensus of a society so engulfed in fantasy they communicate
and relate to each-other using memories accumulated from watching TV.

I want to *****, and escape from this madness, and what is it?
What is the true nature of this place we exist within?

None of it makes any sense, is the world mad, or is the way in which I perceive it flawed?
Is my mind broken, or is it a reflection of that which surrounds me?

my god, let me out of this place.
 Apr 2014 Hannah Bauer
nostalgic
you weren't meant to be pretty.
you were meant to burn the sky down,
to splatter the earth red,
to destroy,
and to create.
you weren't meant to be pretty.
you were meant to be devastating.
 Apr 2014 Hannah Bauer
no one
silent
 Apr 2014 Hannah Bauer
no one
the girl who once had so much to say
is now afraid to open her mouth



-k.l.
 Apr 2014 Hannah Bauer
Rj
Untitled
 Apr 2014 Hannah Bauer
Rj
I watch as the people I once knew
Become the people I don't know anymore
I miss them a so much
Growing up is amazing and depressing
That girl who was always happy is now sad
That girl who was so innocent is now ruined
That girl who was cracking jokes fell silent

That leads me to wonder. Did I change too?
Do others notice a small silent change in me?
To me
Words-
when used wisely and with great conviction
Are the epitome of passion and life
They will never cease to flow through my veins
Words will stay with me to help ease the trouble in my mind-
The stinging ache-
Purging them onto paper when the rest of the silhouettes have proven to be misleading and entirely imprudent

To me
They will always be
The essential ingredient to my life

(C) Tiffanie Noel Doro
The past is a most peculiar thing and not for the faint of heart. If we are to live a life worth living; we must all take a trip down memory lane.

You must, you must, you must face your problems, we all have them. Our past is filled with failure; we are Titanic, our past an iceberg, yet able to challenge the orbit of time. Yesterdays story, lacking not regret, and it takes more than just learning to move on. Free, let loose our past mistakes and the mistakes others have done to us; we must face it, challenge it, analyze, and never forget. We don't forget in order to be consumed by bitterness, by rage. We never ever forget so we know not to let it happen again, to save a friend or foe when recognized.

The past is a most peculiar thing and not for the faint of heart. If we are to live a life worth living; we must all take a trip down memory lane.
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