Darkness

I feel a darkness inside It wants an internal homicide Of all the good that can reside To create a downward slide It wants an internal war That has been fought before All trapped behind a strong door It is too much to ignore. I have to...

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What If

What if you could turn back the hands of the clock? What if you could turn back time? Would you correct all your mistakes? Would you change the person you are? Is it possible to make a difference? Is it worth the pain of reliving deep scars? ...

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Absolution

A moment within a moment I agreed to the terms of my punishment My life was diverted My mind was sealed I unconsciously designed, built, and walked into prison everyday for 5 years I didn't learn my lesson I was sentenced to hard time for 28...

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Time

Time I can feel the eddies swirl around me They caress my being with every step One moment I am old and grey The next I am full colored and spriteful I am barely aware of when I am Stepping from the fugue It pains me to see how all has changed...

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Running

Running I hit the ground running The pads of my paws scorched by friction No time to care No time to slow down I was late to begin with Now the game is merely one of catching up When I'll stop is anyone's guess There are always more trails to...

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Spinning

**Spinning** It is a funny thing, spinning In the distance I hear a ringing I love the poetic flight Energy flows with delight I bring my arms together The spin grows faster I feel isolated in a bubble of my own creation The power builds...

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Spots Part 01

Spots Part 1 Margret was ecstatic about the early warming trend that graced her small valley town. Not because it signaled the end of the cold season, but because she could run the way she liked, totally nude. Usually, she had to wear tight fitting...

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Conundrum

What is to become of my life? How can I possibly slow down and see things in front of my eyes. I'm trapped in a past that wasn't mine. Determined by a multitude of mistakes Jumping from dimension to dimension Each one like the last, but never...

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PAWS - Sarah's Story Excerpt

Sarah pushed off with her forepaws while she dropped her bottom and and counterbalanced with her tail. Her hips popped as they adjusted, allowing her to push up into a standing position without causing her to fall backwards. She could feel her muscles...

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