The Beatles opened my eyes To a kaleidoscope of colors Illuminating that frizzy haired Ragamuffin on the corner […]
The Beatles
Loneliness, Empty Spaces, Within and without, Yearning to be filled. Loneliness, Hollow caverns, Cold and damp, Deep inside […]
Its so strange to think
That you’re not there
In that little house on Salem Avenue
Sitting on the couch
Quietly reading fantasy novels on your Kindle
While Dad watches NCIS,
As if you’d always been there
And always would,
While I sit here across the mountains
Hunched over a notebook
Writing til my hand cramps
Trying to make sense of it all.
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I have always been here, among the lonely people. Despite having people around me, my battles…
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You were the Walrus Then you were John You were the Dreamweaver And now, you are gone You […]
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