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I’d like to see the day where;
Boys become Men,
Instead of a robot, or a Tim Horton’s blend
Where girls, can grow to be women,
Without being deceived or beaten,
Where a kid can be a kid,
And not what we see today, God forbid!
“I have feelings for you,” she said. “Oh, I’m
Sorry, we’ll have to get you better,” he replied
Handing her some cough-syrup and a bunch of pills.
“I don’t want anything from you,” she said; meanwhile, she
Proceeded to hide her heart in the pocket of her jacket, so that
He wouldn’t notice how intact it was.
“How did it happen?” he asked.
“Who knows? I guess I stared
Too much, but do not
Worry; it’s not
Contagious.”
He nodded
And thanked
Kissed her cheek
Omitted a goodbye.
They went their own ways.

A few minutes later she was inspecting her pocket
“Why did you do that? He could
Have been the one,” said
Her heart.
She didn’t reply.
facing one’s fearsome demons,

                                                 not unafraid... 

                                                   ­              but resolute

                                                               ­                 and unswayed!
Postscript:

fear is an end unknown; courage decides how the finale is written  (10w)

happy ten-word Tuesday everyone!!
 Nov 2013 soul in torment
Brianna
Extra ****** olive oil was never the issue when you got back from that grocery store... You just couldn't see past the obvious.
Do you know what it's like to wake up screaming in terror?
Have you ever felt the need to just take the pain to all levels of intensities to just feel alive?
Have you ever just said... All I need is one more day to change this life... Just one more day that turned into years of self hatred?
No.. Cause I don't think you know what it's like to be full of harmful emotions like I do.
My conscience drips with self disgust that this alcohol can't hide anymore.
My wrists are full of scars I can't keep hidden with fancy blouses anymore.
My mouth is full of words that won't stay quiet, words that would chill your bones...
No.. It was never that extra ****** olive oil  you bought that day that set me off...
Pierce the veil & boys night out helped with my train of thought
 Nov 2013 soul in torment
Brianna
Paint me the sunrise
Full of reds, pinks, and purples
Wih light clouds shaping the mountains hidden behind the rising suns glare as we drive towards the next adventure.
Yes.. Paint me a sunrise full of harmony
And watch as I fall head over heels
Beyond Madly in love
With nothing but
You.
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