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TigerEyes Nov 2015
A day with friends —
yet you’re all alone
but you can’t help be so entertained
by the engaging dialogue
that’s so insane
you must write these words
upon the page
you must write, and write!
you can’t explain
it’s like an itch
that you must scratch
an annoying tick
or, a nat
You know there are others
(that it’s not just you)
writers with friends…
inside their rooms.
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Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Krisselle S. Cosgrove November 28th, 2015
where are you my love
so longed for and so welcome
where are you my joy
my consort and my lover
where are you my closest friend
my intimate confessor
and sweet keeper of my heart
where are you hiding
Choka
TigerEyes Nov 2015
I liked what you said today
the description you so eloquently
spoke of was raw, and honest
about what it's like to be you
I found myself weeping
when I saw the tears welling up
in your soft blue eyes
and, my heart ached for the sadness
you've bravely endured
You said that you were inside a boat
all alone floating on a huge ocean
that there were other people in their boats too
but they were all too busy with their own lives
too busy to notice you
holding a kite in one hand
and, a heavy anchor in the other
holding on so tightly
so that you would not float up into the sky
or, sink to parish at the bottom of a black sea.
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Section 512(c)(3) of the U.S. Copyright
Act, 17 U.S.C. S512(c)(3), Krisselle S. Cosgrove November 28th, 2015
  Nov 2015 TigerEyes
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•such grace carelessly
riding•the currents of my heart
and mind•beauty of your biolumines-
cence ensnaring • my thoughts amuck and
senses blind•membranous crown bears much
truth yet laden with lies•malicious tendrils,
unassuming but ever ready•immune to
my pleas and woeful cries•how could
something so captivating... and delicate,
be so painfully deadly•

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  Nov 2015 TigerEyes
ryn
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            •vile plumes reaching to the
                   sky•killing the earth as days go
                      by•cutting corners, we dump our
                          waste•the easiest of solutions exe-
                          cuted in poor taste•there are many
                          signs, how could we miss•when
                               we are the ones who did this•
                               scores of geniuses and inte-
                              llects•can't come to consensus
                                   and drive a pact•to save the
                                           world for our children•
                                                  to save what's
                                                       left for
                                                            f­uture
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