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Holiday Wars
~~~*Holiday Wars*~~~ Thanksgiving was not happy, not even a little bit, as he looked out over the world on his day of days. He witnessed the huddled freezing masses lined up in front of storefronts and shops waiting in desperation for another holiday’s season to begin, Christmas.
By Terry James5 years ago in Humans
My Words
My words, empty and meaningless, fall gracefully into the bottomless pit of the darkest void. My voice, lost in the crowded seas of others who speak louder, more educated. My stories, drifting unspoken, lost in the vastness of space amongst the massive stars that shine brightest. Unintelligible, insignificant, unworthy, I walk through the city of artisans whose feelings and messages ignite true meaning and shine light on the vestiges of what once was. Shallow, meaningless, lacking of depth, pointless ramblings with no true direction that stir no direction nor spark any human emotion. Fading as quickly as they are introduced.
By Terry James6 years ago in Poets