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The days of youth have absconded
into the folds of forgotten memory.
Times when ignorance was bliss
Incompatible innocence - only temporary.
The chapters continue to write themselves,
never-ceasing in their progression.
Stars faded into broken shards
as age summoned its restriction.
Responsibility--
Tying down diamond-eyed children
into burdened and weary adults
where giggles with smiles are hidden.
The days of youth have long departed
where may have abused the tender-hearted.
The beauty of youth had a hiccup
when we believed we wanted to grow up.
into the folds of forgotten memory.
Times when ignorance was bliss
Incompatible innocence - only temporary.
The chapters continue to write themselves,
never-ceasing in their progression.
Stars faded into broken shards
as age summoned its restriction.
Responsibility--
Tying down diamond-eyed children
into burdened and weary adults
where giggles with smiles are hidden.
The days of youth have long departed
where may have abused the tender-hearted.
The beauty of youth had a hiccup
when we believed we wanted to grow up.
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Only When I Write
The drama unfurling in my life
Feels like the shadow of my hand
That grows as it comes ever closer
To the light perched on my bed stand
In that I can feel the darkest cloud
Ever such a menacing sight
In time I can reverse the feeling
But only when I write
Seclusion left me with nothing
Apart from creativity
Loneliness it turns out, my friends
Is quite the aperitif
For the feast that is awaiting me
If I make it through the night
Tomorrow always brings me new hope
But only when I write
You approach me on a good day
And I will offer you a smile
The same expression on the worst days
Because my manners are so mild
But don’t take me for a t
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Autistic
Yes I said it, I'm autistic
I'm not more then you and not less
I think the same as you, sometimes a bit simplistic
I even slightly like, that I must confess
Sometimes people say I'm retarded
I let them do it, I don't care
I might be the person who is disregarded
When I get insulted I only stare
I know the truth
I'm no different from anybody else
Though I might have had a different youth
I will never change
That's something I know for sure
I think that it would be quite strange
I will stick to who I am
We can change what we stand for, but not who we are
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Comic Book Hero
We met in the Summer, I was single and free,
So fragile and sweet, he took care of me.
He was so much fun, exciting and new,
It was all so amazing, too good to be true.
Like a comic book hero, he swept me away.
He promised me the world, the night and day.
But his heart was untrue, his words were lies.
No comic book hero, but a villain disguised.
Our romance was deep, like Superman and Miss Lane
Iron Man, Miss Potts, Spidey and Mary Jane.
He impressed me with gifts, and words sublime,
Affirmations of how he would always be mine.
Like a comic book hero, he swept me away.
He promised me the world, the night and day.
But his hea
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This was my homework for my English class. We were to write a elegy about something that is gone and we miss. I took a deeper tone and wrote about this.
I keep changing a word here and there, I am quite paranoid about my first English assignment.
I keep changing a word here and there, I am quite paranoid about my first English assignment.
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Beautiful and sad, those hiccups. I'd like to think we can still find Never Land. ^^