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Love: It's Just a WordLove.
Some people base their entire world around it.
They grow attached, almost "soul mate"
And then, it ends.
Just like that,
It's just a word.
It has no true meaning,
Until you find the one,
That you will spend forever with.
Then, and only then,
Does it mean anything.
But, until then,
You must deal with heartache and pain.
But that's how it works
It's just a word
Driven censored version"A fight, James! A fight!! What did you think you were doing?!" His dad says.
"Winning, until the damn cops showed up," James replies.
"Hey! Watch your language! But more seriously, a fight!?!? Is that what you think God wants you to do?" his mom says.
And then, James snaps yelling,
"There is no God!! And I don't get why you try and guilt me with some made up person!"
His parents looked at him with an expression with shock and appall on their faces.
"Well, if that's how you feel I guess we should send you to a Catholic school to relearn your morals," his mom says sternly.
Once James started at his new school, he was a changed person. He let his grades drop, he smokes, and he gets in trouble constantly. One day, in detention, they made James write Bible verses. This causes his mind to snap even further. Months go by and he continues his down fall of grades and morale.
a dangerous hallucinationThe light coming through the window was bright,
much too bright.
Even though my eyes were closed
I could see it-
The skin of my arms prickled,
sweat dripped from my brow.
It was two in the afternoon but…
the sun was setting
through the window facing east.
I should have seen the hutch,
shelves lined with bone china
decorated with delicate leaves and vines.
I was so thirsty
and reaching for cups that should have been there.
Instead I found a billboard of butterflies,
the colors raging
more than any rainbow
I'd ever seen.
Their wings fluttered and flashed
yet somehow they moved in slow motion.
I wanted to stand,
wanted to reach out and touch them but…
I couldn't move,
and yet I laughed
ignoring my dry mouth
and the tingling in my feet.
There was a tempest
on the rise
and in my blood.
A sugar rush disguised
as a riot of butterflies
and they were swarming me.
There was a small vial
of insulin in my pocket
that I nev
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