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Ashley Blodgett Poem
Sitting
Waiting
Watching.
The prey has felt no
Fear.
It carries out a form of normalcy.
The predator
Stalks
The prey. This is the moment.
Dead now-
The prey is no longer alive.
Predator wins.
On to the next prey.
On to round two.
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The secret will always remain
Even when the words are spoken they remain
Silent.
Nobody can know what really was said.
How could they possibly
Understand?
A secret within my heart-
Kills.
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To parish would be to gain-
Freedom. Freedom
From that which haunts me.
Not to perish in a physical sense,
No-
That would be pointless.
I must perish mentally.
Kill that which envelops my
Being. Thoughts
Of a bright future,
A better tomorrow,
A new life.
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A facade
Put together to portray a thought,
But what happened to
Reality.
Reality. What is reality?
A reality is what we make it.
But a facade
Is falser still.
Changing daily as we see fit.
What is real?
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Smiles-
On the surface shine so bright,
But rotting within.
The dentist comes and saves
The smile, but leaves a fallacy
Within.
Fake-
Putty packed in to fill the hole, normal now.
Yet never feeling the same.
The tongue slides over
The stranger. Not accepting-
Yet rejection is no option.
Stuck with the fake
Injection, fake happiness,
Fake smiles.
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Extravagant-
The cries for help
Unheard
Step by step
She walks into the darkness.
Each without a print-
I guess her path will remain
Unknown. Unsure-
Of all the places she would go
How she would get there and
Why.
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Gone-
Is the feeling of
Love
Gone-
Is the feeling of
Remorse
Gone-
Is the sense of
Responsibility.
This is the way we wish to
Live.
Carefree!
Oh! How i wish to live as my peers!
Young. Hopeful. Unknowing-
That tomorrow it will be gone.
Seventeen, and feeling
Dead-
Within the soul, and through the mind.
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They sit in a vase-
Beauty meant to be enjoyed,
But at some point they will
Wither.
Now they are just a bulk of brown
Once enjoyed, but now
Pointless.
Petals on the table.
Where is the garbage when you
Need it.
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The when.
The where.
The why.
Details make the world go round.
But-
Do we need to know all this.
Anxiety is not the result
Of the unknown, but instead
the result of knowing too much.
I choose to remain unknowing.
Yet knowing so much
More.
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Feelings-
They cut deep.
Never ending, they seem to envelop my being.
I try to suppress them yet my efforts
Have gone to
Waste.
People can not see them yet-
If they try they, might sense them.
My feelings-
Outrageous. Wonderful. Doomed.
Feelings are not concrete. Therefore neither is my
Being.
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