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Sep 2011
Walking,walking,Walking.

Driving, driving, Driving.

Parking,parking,Parking.

Competition,worry,Win...yet

­Lose.



Heart.Home.Hurt.

Kiss.Love.Lie.

Yes.Maybe.Nevermind.

Friend.­ betray.Lie.

Sleep. Dream. Hope.



Money.frugal? NOT.

need.need.need.

no no no time for me.



Lust.Love.Jealousy?

What?! Who me?



Reach.Fall.Reach.

pity the poor when rich.

Pity the rich when poor.

No one will ever do anything about any of this.

this is comparable in terms

of importance and reality.

Pick your battles she told me

Never be submissive, experience taught.

Never trust, the world whispered in my ear.

All too quiet as if it were a secret



Scarred is he who wears a smile.

only as a substance lay in his blood

yet all the while

in confusion is he who refuses

to find a solution.



Hard is it, to accept the past.

no words, no questions asked.

Vacant spaces with blank stares,

Never to be kissed, to be held

choose not to be aware.



To see hundreds of people everyday

to never count them

to never think

what is their middle name?

What is their favorite color?

What we're their parents like?

What are they like?

Have they been hurt,

are they hurt?

read between the lines of a vacant stare

have hope that a smile is genuine

and may you find happiness there.
Adrienne Nichole Adams
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