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that's why the warning at the beginning ... and if you're scared - imagine being woken up at 3 am by that "vision"
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In silence she moves the air itself doesn’t betray her presence there is nothing to announce her arrival She walks slowly bulbous eyes locked on the floor where, in the center her prize awaits She approaches the ball slowly like a cat stalking it’s lunch so does she move Her eyes burning with the hunger of her crazed desires She reaches the boy strokes his hair her defensive hard shell strangely soft her touch deceitfully gentle He tightens against her presence but s
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i have all these blocks. carefully, so carefully one on top of the other i place them like treasures and my shelter takes form until it gets kicked down so i find a better place ground more level and no one else around but it's lonely so i knock the blocks down and move on i find a new friend and together we build the very bestest of walls tremendous - big, so big then he kicks it down cuz, well really, he only wanted to play a little while and now he knows ho
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"your faith in Him is all there is." therein lies the truth that gets me thru the darkest days and coldest nights. Thank you for sharing.
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Thank you. There is great release in sharing pain - just trying not to cause someone else pain makes it a bit trickier, I suppose. I've noticed sometimes the darker the emotion, bhe more "craftful" the writing. Not sure why ...
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Not a tantrum, certainly. If it communicates - then it is a successful piece. Art is typically "in the eye of the beholder" - I believe poetry is the same. Thank you.
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I am sorry to hear that - yet comforted. I hope that makes sense. Sometimes a friendly voice is strengthening - even when it's too dark to see - just to hear.
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echoes of yesterday mix with vibrations of tomorrow bringing about the cacophony of today and in the middle stands the child hands over his ears lips parted in a silent cry never to be heard shadows both past and present sweet and bitter weave at his feet and in the chaos of the moment innocence is lost to guile and childhood to Pandemonium undone unfinished unwanted he weeps alone
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Thank you!
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Thanks my friend. I'm so glad the connection comes through. Dancing with Mitchel was always special - it's nice someone else understands.
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Thank you. I know it moves me - but you never know if something you write will connect to anyone else. Thank you for letting me know.
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Thank you - I'm glad you're enjoying it!
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After The Ball Is Over
MericCotton commented on MericCotton's story chapter in After The Ball Is Over
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shadows coalesce into the form of you and we dance in the darkness never quite touching for how does one caress the wind in my mind you are there as real as the first time we touched setting my skin ablaze with the flame of your passion i see your smile and hear your laugh you say my name and love erupts from deep within bathing my soul in willing abandon when music dissipates when melody and rhythm blend into silence our hearts set the tempo of our passion and w
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Conviction for the Future
MericCotton commented on MericCotton's story chapter in Conviction for the Future
You are most welcome. And you're not the only one "hoping for a different ending" - - I may adjust it yet, just don't know to what degree. Thanks again for reading! -
After The Ball Is Over
MericCotton commented on MericCotton's story chapter in After The Ball Is Over
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After The Ball Is Over
MericCotton commented on MericCotton's story chapter in After The Ball Is Over
Thanks, my friend. If a 3000+ word chapter is 'extremely short', I'm in big trouble Thanks for the write-up. -
All The Things He Said
MericCotton commented on MericCotton's story chapter in All The Things He Said
they're not as over-powering as they used to be, but they're still frustrating. they were much easier to deal with while Mitchel was alive - not so much now. thanks for the comments! Thank you! -
When he said it wouldn’t hurt and it did I thought I must be doing something wrong When he said I would like it and I didn’t I thought I must not be normal When he said it had to be our secret and I never told anyone I never realized how much worse it would feel keeping silent When he said he really liked me and then hurt me I thought people who liked me would always hurt me When he said it would get better and it didn’t I thought I was terribly malformed When he sa
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After The Ball Is Over
MericCotton commented on MericCotton's story chapter in After The Ball Is Over
better than a wedgie - right? -
Chapter 16 - Two Roads Diverged in a Wood
MericCotton commented on Another Gay Writer's story chapter in Chapter 16 - Two Roads Diverged in a Wood
Progressing VERY well. Have a question: "It's okay Mac... "Mac" or "Matt"? Realize could be a friendly nick, but wanted to be sure. Again, awesome work! -
Michael walked briskly down the hall to his father's room, stopping at the door to the sound voices. Loud voices. "Hear me, Kemp. I'm going home, now. Sign whatever paperwork you need to and get me out of this pit of illness and disease." That would be Father, Michael mused. "You need to wait for the test results, Enderson." And Doctor Kemp. At least he showed up. "If you want to sit around waiting for whomever to get off their duff and get you meaningless reports, do it – bu
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There is a child deep within me A frightened battered bruised beaten raped little boy He is terrified of me Though I have offered him comfort compassion understanding safety and love he will have nothing to do with me See, in my much-less ordered past I blamed everything on him I screamed obscenities in his face Riled against everything he was Even blaming my present on him I have apologized I have plead with him cried with him and in his darkest moments I’ve cra
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Story moves forward - love the interactions. " My mild hangover was held at bay with a couple of aspirin and a lot of caffeine. " I wish it had EVER been that easy for me
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