i may be small, i may be quiet, i may be simple and seen as boring. but i hold a power behind my shade, the power to light a entire room up and give everyone the ability to see. i can not talk during my job, i can not talk after it. but i can show people when i need help, or when i need more feul. i can see them all, arguing, smiling, laughing, eating, talking. all the things i wish i could do but sadly i can only watch. my freinds before me have broke and dies from the roughhousing and play from smaller humans, i hope that will never happen to me. i live to give light to others and grant sight, but my favorite part of the day is when my switch is turned off, and i can be in peace. surrounded by the dark.
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poems and short tales
PoetryJust a collection of short stories and poems. Some dark, scary or sad. Some happy, silly, and fun. Feel free to read through these and comment on what i should make a story on, or poem on next.
