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There is a girl
crying all night long
Hiding on her blanket
all alone.

Blurry eyes,
Blurry eyes.
How are you?
Are you still fine?
sorry for always wetting you
out every night...
I know you're tired
Just like
me inside.

As I used you
to free what's on my inside
I hope you understand me
Just like what
I'm trying to tell my
self out loud.
By: Fairy Sparks
My head spins when you appear.
As it always has.
Back when I loved you, when you were near,
My balance off and sight unclear,
I would hold you close to my heart, so dear
Until you turned my love to fear.

My stomach churns when you arrive.
As it always has.
I used to think that you kept me alive
That without you, I couldn't survive.
But every time I'd start to thrive,
You'd pull me down. And nose dive.

My hands shake when you're nearby.
As they always have.
Like before, when I bought every lie.
Because "our love could never die".
But, of course, I could never satisfy
The man who loved to make me cry.

Still fearful (although you've gone away),
But I'm stronger now.
After suffering through you every day,
Through every single power play.
I finally have the strength to say
One day I'll forget you, but at least for today,
I hate you. And that's okay.
for William Dougherty

Water downhill flowing
      washing away soil and flora -
            downward, always down.

Torrents across California,
      hillsides crumble - tumbling down,
            enshrouding streets and stoops below.

Rivulets merge with rivers
      meandering, spilling into the sea -
            down again, always downward.

But eagles lift and sail the skies
      as cornstalks pierce the earth
            growing ever boldly upward

and **** sapiens stands *****
      water in our veins soaring up
            against the crush of gravity's pull.

Obstinate life, the defiant force
      flowing upstream, ever upward -
            entropy's worthy and immortal foe!

January, 2007
In the End, the Faithful were rewarded,
But there were just a few.
In the End, most screamed with terror,
As the guilty always do.
In the End, there was a final vote,
And we thought consensus ruled,
But in the End, the voting over,
We discovered we were fooled.

In the End, we ran for shelter,
There was none there to be found;
All the Faithful had secured it;
For they were Heaven-bound.
As the flames lept all around us,
We begged forgiveness from our Lord
In a Hell of our own makng,
With riches saved we can’t afford.

For the riches we were chasing,
Stole the goodness from our soul.
All the gold and all the silver
Melted into worthless coal,
And I stood and watched with sadness
Knowing I had had my chance
As the flames lept all around me,
Hell’s eternal damning dance.
PwL  3/19/16
 Mar 2016 Cecil Miller
Needa Lim
She has an oval face
Round big eyes
Sharp nose with pretty lips

Nice feature of a face
When asked,
She got it from her dad

Soon she turned eighteen
Longed for beauty
She slaps powders on her face

Boys drawn to her beauty
She loved attention
Layers of powders gain it more

She stared into the mirror
Wondering who,
Is the girl beneath that powders

Too late to turn back
Her face,
Turned into a canvas

Whose face lose identity
Without paints
Ain't beauty in a plain canvas

Why hide beneath the powder
When you,
Could be beautiful through Him?
Pregnant clouds darken the sky
Winter gives one last sigh
Nor'easter blows strong
Through the city it's goodbye song

Into the storm she goes
Down the walk water flows
Deftly on the cobblestones she steps
Leaving where she never should have been

Ladies and gents in uniform black
Scurrying about to find shelter from the wet
To their respected office these drones
In black suits and umbrellas they hone

Upon umbrellas of black
The rain plays their song
Pitter pat-a-tat tat
She herself hums along

An enigma in the mass
She adorns red from the rest
As the blood that had pooled at her feet
Red as the ones of whom she left to bleed

Upon this dreary rainy morn
She does not in humanity conform
Standing red amongst the black
Red as the ones of whom she has broken and left
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