i am not gone, i am just lost.
and i will find my way back
by the pathway of words and phrases,
rhymes and sketches.
these lines will lead me back
until i lose myself once again.

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key life components:
classic cars
and a whole lot of sadness.


November 23, 2019

PROMPT: Microphone

 if you lowered a microphone down to my street, you might hear the soft taps of rain falling on the leave of tall trees with thin and brittle trunks. You can hear the loud barking of dogs up the road, begging for the attention of their families. You can hear clearly the cars on the highway our little street branches off of, houses like small leaves that surround the giant tree of roadways. You can hear children playing in the yards of their homes, despite the weather. You can hear the sirens of the ambulance as it removes those who had overdosed up the street. These are the sounds you would hear, if you lowered a microphone to my street.


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  • What.I.saw.in.the.tea.leaves

    Wow this is great! So packed with emotion, and they way you portray everything is amazing!!! Fantastic job on this! :)

    11 months ago