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Flicker through the Frost
How do you cope when your hope fades away? How do you try when each cry raids a way You could escape, Leaves each path agape, A hole you...
Edmund W.
Mar 292 min read
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Allergic
When you’re bored, When you’re glad, Thrilled or scared, You talk. In a crowd; With your friends; All alone; You talk. Surely you must...
Edmund W.
Mar 251 min read
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The People Zoo
We face each other , Talk and laugh, But in between us There is glass, Sorting us, distorting us. Welcome to the people zoo, Separating...
Edmund W.
Mar 221 min read
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Suffocation
Invisible fingers slip ‘round my throat, Their gentle pressure ‘gainst my skin Softly tightening, lightening With the pulse within. A...
Edmund W.
Mar 181 min read
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The Spider and The Spout
There lived a little spider Inside a little spout And when the spout would open The water flushed him out. One day the spider thought Of...
Edmund W.
Mar 152 min read
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Alarms
There exists in my mind An alarm of some kind That will always persist. Sometimes it’s sharp and shrill, My sanity to kill, And it’s...
Edmund W.
Mar 111 min read
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Home
I want to go home. Home — where I lay in my firm fluffy bed With a pillow beneath my head And you within my arms. Home — with blankets...
Edmund W.
Mar 81 min read
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Over/Under
Buzzing lights and constant fights To keep my mind from barks and bites Of those who from the inside hound Drowning in the dull drab...
Edmund W.
Mar 41 min read
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Distressed
Black castle peaks above black clouds Scraggly and square The distressed damsel in the dungeon Cries echoing out there “Go save her,”...
Edmund W.
Mar 11 min read
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Jump
Every day he thought to jump, And many days he tried. He told himself each day that jump Would heal the hurt inside. Every day he ought...
Edmund W.
Feb 251 min read
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Two Shadows
Two shadows move across the ground, Dark but hazy and unclear, Feet bound to the same starting spot, Each shadow ragged in its bound. ...
Edmund W.
Feb 221 min read
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