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Then When? (short story)
It was a cold Tuesday morning in October. The warm and well light ambiance of the diner with soft chatter in the background of their conversation made it hard for her to accentuate her disdain.
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Uninspired
Uninspired to write
To work
To eat
To sleep
To take care of myself
To try
To help
To learn
To create
To clean
To do anything except sit front of a screen.
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Red
Red.
Her eyes were and red with anger.
Face stained with tears
No longer did she have a meaning,
A purpose.
Her life meant nothing to them
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three cheers for grace
one cheer for healing
two for those who helped her heal
and three cheers for self love
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thoughts.
As you pack everything away, wipe down the walls, and box everything up,
You lock away my freedom, my happiness
My soul rests in those boxes that are constantly shut in my face
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expressions
there are somay things i wished i could do
or be or have
but i always look in the mirror and remember like an old song
that there's nothing wrong with what i have right now.