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Why is it in this life, Can I not be who I am
In this life why must I change to fit those around me?
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feint red lines crab her cheeks
with eyes that seem to dream
by FransB
21 lines, 2 comments,
on May 1 5:59 PM. In Aging
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The morning light fills my room and
a smile creases my face.
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Stop blooming!
Stop developing!
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Doctor, doctor, I see spots!
My hands and arms are sporting dots!
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Beaming on the summit,
I glanced down the rocky mount.
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She is
a cast-iron cauldron
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Shipwrecks passing the time
In the night of the beached bonfires.
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Life is a circus
pure and simple; utter truth
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Frayed dandelion / Heads shift sadly in noon heat-- / Breathy wisp remains /
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Cookie-cutter old-folks room, / each day’s the dreary same; / strangers insist, direct and touch / who barely know my name / The kitchen se
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The strength still found in a frayed knot!
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Grandma-child / Frightened, lonely, confused / turns on the TV. / Nothing happens. / / Forgetting the path to her room / where five bananas, daily reward, pool / rotting on the counter with medication. / S
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Looking back seems like looking forward now Occasions past are sharper somehow Something done mere minutes ago Too quick
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This age is so white, light with virginity, eye-lids
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Filling Holes With Echoes I dig and fill against the constant of age,
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Memories come crashing down like embers from a phoenix's tail, As I sit here atop the hill overlooking the scenery,
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a grouping of traditional cinquains
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Being old is not all bad
It has advantages you see
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Yes, we're much older,
but we still have our sense
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I just turned 18 today I'm still my own worst enemy
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