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Broken. It seems to be the only word that comes to mind when I want to talk about myself. There are a number of circumstances and other unexplained phenomena that collude to create the "me, myself, and I". I suppose this is my last real attempt to figure out who really is behind my own "me".
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ILY in The Will of the Phoenix
It’s been such a long time, my love. I’ve told you so many times, but I still feel like maybe you don’t know just how much admiration I have for you when I look at you. I brim and overflow with...
Glass Cage in The Will of the Phoenix
I sit in my own personal section outside of time as the world continues to move at its fast pace before my eyes. I know that what my eyes see is normal. But I feel as if I’m sectioned off away ...
White Jacket in The Will of the Phoenix
It didn’t come as a surprise to me when the words split between his thin lips. He sat in the cliche way that we’re used to seeing them sit in movies and TV shows, leaned back with his legs narro...
W.H.H.G in The Will of the Phoenix
There is a deep need to awaken a part of him that’s laid dormant for an increasingly long period of time. Once there was a creative drive that yearned to be improved on. One that would spend ho...
Like a Broken Mirror I Lay in The Will of the Phoenix
From the hot cracked crust of the earth, I stare upward. paralyzed and numb. From the outside they see me....but I’m a mirror. They only see the shining sun and the blue sky on my face. They ...
