For the first time in a long time.
There are things I miss from my past.
I can't changed what happened.
I can only learn from it and move on.
I don't know what tomorrow will bring my way.
I just know that I will face it head on.


I melted crayonsI melted crayons on the sidewalk On a hot summer day And the colors mixed together In a pool of rainbow wax.I melted crayons
It reminded me of One of those big swirly lollipops The kind that's as big as your face.
I felt powerful Melting those crayons.
No longer were my crayons
Tidily organized by color, The reds and pinks Carefully ostracized, And the blues in their own special corner.
Now everything flowed together All the colors mingling As one.
It started to rain Before the wax dried And my crayons flowed i
Wonder
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*Rhyme-and-Reason-check it out!
"Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia." ~E.L. Doctorow
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*Rhyme-and-Reason-check it out!
"Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia." ~E.L. Doctorow
You are a bad cousin.
Shame!!
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*Rhyme-and-Reason-check it out!
"Writing is a socially acceptable form of schizophrenia." ~E.L. Doctorow
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