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The Two People's "Crew"I was alone one day
But I saw a fight
Between two people and their friends
It was a minor fright
But then it grew and grew
And then I knew
The fight got worse
The fight grew heated
The debate grew to such a level
That no one could handle
And so we retreated;
For we all knew
That none of us could handle
The two people's 'crew'.
Wanted to make a poem, idkIt's cold
It's always dark.
I feel like
I'm all alone
In the world again.
Be so lonely?
No one likes
The odd one out.
Felt like writing stuff."Good morning."
Every day, I hear the same thing. 'Good morning, how are you? Did you sleep well? Do you need a ride? What would you like for breakfast?'
Today, though, was different.
I heard a different voice say thata low, wicked voice, a woman's, for sure, but who ?
"She's gone now. I made sure of that. You have to come with me. Now."
"Where?" I asked the voice of which I didn't know its owner.
"All questions will be answered at the arrival," said the voice. "Come outside."
"Why? What is happening?"
"Quite the vocab. Congrats. Now we have to go."
I followed the voice's instructions. I walked out of the ornate dining roo
Every Angel Deserves a Child"I can't feel the unfurling of my wings, Daddy."
I was not her father. I had entered her life when she was two years old, and she called me Daddy since she never knew her real father. Her mother's death two years ago made me the sole, living parent of an eleven-year-old, and I never felt like I was the right person for the job.
"What do you mean, Asrin?"
"Mom always said that when puberty started I would be the swan that emerged from the ugly duckling. She said I would be able to fly gracefully towards my dreams. But, I don't feel it."
As much of a woman as she was becoming, she was still a child. I wanted to answer her question, but I really had a hard time discussing her blossoming womanhood in the middle of a laundromat. Her pretty eyes were pleading with me, but I told her we'd talk later.
Janet had told Asrin a lot of things before she succumbed to the cancer. The last week or so of Janet's life were morphine-induced fantasy, I think.
Janet and I had met during c
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