dried-up faucet in sun - concealed tears, crying


Like a faucet, struggling, spurting Like a spigot, bubbling, bursting

Weary of Waiting in the Wasteland?

STORY TIME!! Alexa wanted so badly to get her license. She had wanted that even before she was 16. Her parents had made her take intensive online driving studies and endure a slew of practice hours, and yet they still didn't feel she was ready. "They're just overprotective."  reasoned Alexa. "They don't want anything to happen …

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Where Shadows Sleep

  I am a pile of carbon, buried deep In the hidden vaults of earth, Where shadows sleep. The magma burns me - Peeling at my skin, my face. And when its work is done, There shall not be a trace Of the piece I was before. Isolated, nameless, In this massive pile of stone, …

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