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669 · Jan 2012
The Saddest Goodbye
Rachel Anne Jan 2012
I have never really known you,
I only hear wonderful things
about your mark on the world.
Your influence on man-kind.
Though traces of you are still seen,
And I hope that we can meet in another life.

R.I.P. chivalry.
565 · Jan 2012
Step Forward?
Rachel Anne Jan 2012
The crossroads in life seem never-ending.
Once the first fork is conquered,
Another one emerges just around the bend.
Would choosing neither be more
Harmful than choosing the “wrong” one?
Which one is Right?
Is it the right one? Or the left one?
What if the right one is the wrong one?
Will the choices ever circle back?
What if I like where the path I’m on is heading,
What if I don’t want to make a choice?
And what if I don’t like the path I’m on but-
There are no more forks.
Just endless wrong road ahead.
Will the journey be worth it?
Do I take that next step…?
415 · Jan 2012
The Writer in the Room
Rachel Anne Jan 2012
A book here, a picture there.
It happens slowly.
One by one he puts things into place.
He unloads.
Soon it becomes organized, familiar.
It becomes a part of him, shows who he has become.
Displays the world's influence in his life.
Society's poison on
his Interests, his Character, his Home.
It wants to be know, seen by the world that brought it to be.
But, he hides it away.

A thought here, a word there.
One by one, the ideas fit together.
He pours onto the paper.
Soon it becomes organized, familiar.
It becomes a part of him, shows who he really is.
Displays how he wants to influence the world.
Goes against society's flow with
his Beliefs, his Secrets, his Soul.
It is private, personal.
But, he shares it with the world.

— The End —