War

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The gun shots ring. Even now, even home.

Like a dog, well trained, when the orders were given I’d bark on command and follow them. You say jump my follow-up is, how high? I look back and find that I hate who I am because of what I’ve done.
My patriotic state of mind bled ignorance. I’d take all my actions back if I could. Even jail time is better than the existence of memories. If my will to live were weaker, I wouldn’t.  My training is to survive like an animal, at all costs, and that is the one thing I thank them for, but I would give it up in an instant to take back the services I’ve lent a broken nation. Our greed and abuse knows no bounds, and I doubt it will ever.

 

By Anonymous Writer

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Communication

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One word important to our love is “Communication”.

Not just communicating when we speak, but communicating physically.

People often think that speaking takes precedence in a relationship.

It’s important that both sides are heard as clear as day and understood.

We need to respect what others believe and try to see where they’re coming from.

But physical closeness is what takes precedence for me.

When we communicate through touch we send signals of how we feel towards each other.

Just one soft touch, gentle to the face, a rub on the back, or holding hands, all this brings us closer.

With each kiss and hug we let each other know we’re okay.

A single finger runs along my waist, hips, thighs, and you know I trust you as you trust me.

Communication is what takes precedence, for me it’s in the forms of touch.

 

By Maddy Cakes

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Autumn

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A beautiful day when summer is at its end

I can feel it near, it’s just weeks away

The cool morning breeze makes me blissful

Green leaves will soon disappear,

Changing to yellow, orange, red, and brown

The trees will look really pretty in its special rainbow of colors

The best kind of weather to wear a thin jacket or sweater

Perfect for coffee or even hot chocolate

A good excuse to stay in, under the covers

And an even better excuse to cuddle up with you

 

By Stanley Connor

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Thinking Back

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I still remember being in school, being uncomfortable with myself.

Thinking, if I miss a day everyone would forget me by the next.

I remember when Friday was my favorite day and Sunday night was the worst.

I still feel this way.

Where does the time go?

 

Wish I could see how I’ve changed.

Went from being shy to quiet.

Seems like I’m not doing much, but really, I’m busy in my own thoughts, wishing I could live in someone else’s mind.

 

By Marcy White

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