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Words For Granted
For the past few years, I've been writing my first book of poems
and thoughts, entitled "Words For Granted." Each month, I will
share works from the book here.
-CP
Her spirit struggles.
Her world grows grimmer.
She finds herself tangled in grey , hazy days.
Her body gets thinner, and thinner.
She smiles at the sky.
Eyes open wide.
She cries.
She tells lies.
Pulls wool over the eyes of everyone that loves her.
A giant raven beauty circles above her.
The energy gets closer.
Closer.
She’s comfortably afraid.
She lays on the concrete.
It takes her away.
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