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Idle Thoughts

June 27, 2012
By Sarah1517 GOLD, Vashon, Washington
Sarah1517 GOLD, Vashon, Washington
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Favorite Quote:
We never really grow up. We only learn how to act in public.

This life seems so transparent, like pretty pictures painted on smoke. I need to write, I have to write, but I can’t write, can’t think, the words won’t come, I’m left alone with my icy tears, no words, no magic to inspire, no brushes with which to paint my world, my paints are dry, and what am I left with? My tears, my tears and my pen, a pen sitting idly in my hand while idle thoughts I write. Nothing to say no sense to make only scribble scribble scribble with this pen of mine.


The author's comments:
This is how i felt when I learned my grandma's stem cell transplant hadn't taken. That after all the fighting she had done, all the work, she was going to die anyway.

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