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The absence of sound
Silence
It can be ominous.
When in silence
You notice
Shadows shifting, lights flickering
What was that in the corner?
Is it watching you?
Yes
Its hiding in the dark
The footsteps
You don't hear them
But you know they are there
Because its quiet
Too quiet
So there must be someone
Or something
Waiting, watching, wistfully
For something
This suspicious silence
Awakens uneasy anxiety
Silence
It can be ominous.
When in silence
You notice
Shadows shifting, lights flickering
What was that in the corner?
Is it watching you?
Yes
Its hiding in the dark
The footsteps
You don't hear them
But you know they are there
Because its quiet
Too quiet
So there must be someone
Or something
Waiting, watching, wistfully
For something
This suspicious silence
Awakens uneasy anxiety
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aggressive, you tell your therapist,
he's always been aggressive.
you detail the storms you weathered,
the verbal battering ram,
the hammer that kept falling until
the nail fell into place.
"he never hit me", you're quick to assure,
but you do speak, eventually,
about the threats, about the way he towered
over you, above you, through you,
the ways he threatened to hurt you &
the time you watched her fly into a wall.
but, but, but, but, but
you don't want to be unfair to him.
his demons are sharper-clawed,
bigger, scarier, more sadistic.
yours are a children'
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"From forth the fatal loins of these two foes,
A pair of star-cross'd lovers take their life."
Maybe, cursed from the beginning,
we set on a course to wreckage
spiraling out of control,
our hopes continuously dwindling.
Perhaps, blessed from its conception,
we set on a course to bliss
floating up above the clouds
nothing marring our elation.
Star-crossed are these two indeed
Whose fates remain obscure
Dear Romeo and Juliet,
Which path will you endure?
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It doesn't matter who has made you
It doesn't matter where you are
You could be born in China
Or nay other place, near or far.
It only matters what you do
And how you play the game
Of life itself, no easy task
To get to wealth and fame
Or perhaps you want a simpler life
Which is quite alright
But for both you must always work
Be it rain, snow, day or night.
We are only what we make ourselves
So let's get this straight right now
Don't listen to what others say
At the end be sure you can say...
Wow...
Care not for servants. traitors, sycophants and liars
Nor for life's many pits, trips, potholes and briars.
Focus on your chosen path and stick t
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Spooky!
Reminds me of when I was a kid, the room was pitch dark except there was an electric heater. These things were upright cylinderical convector heaters with legs and a little red light.
I was sure it was watching me!
Reminds me of when I was a kid, the room was pitch dark except there was an electric heater. These things were upright cylinderical convector heaters with legs and a little red light.
I was sure it was watching me!