

SandI feel as if i am made of sand.Sand
the kind that easily slips through your hands.
you are the water that holds me together.
you make me unbreakable like binds of leather.
I feel safe in your arms.
you sleild me and store me away from harm.
but sometimes im human and I make mistakes the kind that hurt you and make you ache.
and then I feel like the world is made of sand. when all i want is to hold your hand.
now i am falling appart.
and the grains are slowly slipping from my heart.
I feel like half of me is gone.


Penny.To you Im like a penny Worth a cent of time.Penny.
One in twenty million Without a hint of shine.
I jingle at the bottom
of your soggy school bag Just taking up space.
Like a used and dirty rag.
If I fell through a rip And hit the asphalt road.
You wouldnt have a clue That I lay there all alone.
I am just a penny Left out in the rain.
Forgotten and unwanted.
Numb to all the pain.


New BeginingsAn old dusty black board, with cobwebs, with grime.New Beginings
Sit in my basement, neglected, with time.
Ancient sentences, written with chalk Have lost all their substance, with the ticking clock
Each single word tears at my heart. Stings at my eyes and strangles my art.
And clutching this pale with all of my might I throw up my arms and send it in flight.
The suds and the water crash on the board. Slaying the words, like a night with a sword.
The chalk dribbles down, in thick soapy streaks. As dragon blood would, through the stab wound it leaks. &nb
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What is the meaning of immortality? Can it be defined by blood, ideals, art, belief, legacy? Or is it simply meant to define those things, those beings who cannot be touched by time?
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"I will show you fear in a handful of dust"
T.S. Eliot "The Waste Land"
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"From my rotting body, flowers shall grow and I am in them and that is eternity."
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&&&no man is an island
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&&&no man is an island
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