fate passes out talent
with no malice and equal intent
but opportunity
well that’s a fickle creature
who loves some and scorns others
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survival
for some
survival is a dark thing
shadowed by a deck stacked the wrong way
Always
She pushed through
Pushed on
And most of the time
She kept that smile
Firmly in place
But every now and then
It slipped
And people asked
Why she was sad
Why she was angry
She laughed it off each time
And sank a little deeper
The truth was
She was always a little sad and angry
And it didn’t take much looking to see it
But people don’t look
Love Story
Let me tell you
About a love and a life
And missed moments
That were meant to be
But fated to fail
He was a soldier
She was a fighter
And if ever there was true love
It was theirs
And if ever there was a tragedy
It was them
You see
They met and they sparked
And he deployed
To a land of sand and rock
And she wasn’t much of a piner
So she fought on with her battles
But she missed his smile
And the way he understood her silences
When he came home
With memories he would never lose
He longed for her fire and smile
But it was gone
Beneath dirt and stone
And so the love story never finished
Just made a tenuous start
That was enough to torture
Those left behind
Home
I grew up here
The trees were smaller then
And the world bigger
I grew up here
In this land of field and stream
But I wonder
If I will ever find a place
That is home
Romeo
VI Word Story
