Poems from Mary Caitlyn

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Amateur prose and poetry author. I love music, acting, reading, and a plethora of movies and TV shows.
A scourge of white rats Foul, diseased Intent on destroying everything in their path And the Pied Piper that leads them plays songs of evil...
Open your eyes before the crack of dawn Venture into the cold morning Travel to an even colder place A place where hope goes to die And...
If being a "liberal" Means that I can plainly see what's wrong with the world Then I'm a liberal If being "evil" Means that I believe women...
Why can't you just be happy? My brain is hardwired for sadness You look tired. Are you sleeping? Sometimes. It's hard to fall asleep Why is...
Dearest Ophelia I too spend my days wallowing in sorrow Drowning in tears Like you, I've a brother that cares not for me.  Sweet Ophelia, I...