OctPoWriMo: October 9th-12th

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OctPoWriMo #9: Pain

Behind the hills and valleys of folded memories on your face
I see the worried nights and terrified feelings from the past.
Pain and suffering from not so distant times when hate
Was proudly worn on cloths of red, white, and blue like a badge.

Pain from loss, pain from gain, and when life became particularly hard
Pain from men, pain from birth, and times between the happiest moments.  Continue reading “OctPoWriMo: October 9th-12th”

Writing: the Gateway Drug

My hands hit the keyboard again and I felt as though they haven’t touched these rows of hard plastic in over twenty years. I write everyday whether the sun is shining or the cold and heavy showers of rain hurl down on top of me, but I feel as though this isn’t enough.

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