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Tag: hope

  • Girl with Dirty Feet

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    M.Hatter
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    Me and my girl,the girl with dirty feet, We used to pass the days by sitting on the porch,the evening wind satisfying and warm.   She draped her legs over my lapas waves of orange and purplewashed over us,cleansing us fromthe hard day.   Not a sound could be heard, except the softsnores from our…

  • What would you do

    What would you do

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    M.Hatter
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    I often wonder what happens at that precise moment when someone passes in their sleep. We are quick to say they went peacefully. Which implies they simply went to sleep, never woke up or had any understanding of what was happening. But…what if they did? What if… You’re asleep and there’s an interruption in your…

  • The door at the end of a dark hallway called judgement

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    M.Hatter
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    You shuffle your feet with purposeful delay for insanity is not too far away The pain from your past paints the walls of this dark hall your conscious wont last Cold Shivers, run down your spine your guilt, has soured the wine From under the closed doors light spills out Wait, this can’t be happening…