Sierra Mazzucca's Poetry site
A collection of poems
Author: Sierra
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Being happy scares me. The thought that at any moment something can just wipe it all away. So happiness has always been a playmate I never invited over when playing Red Rover. It’s always been this thing that was a stop sign away. The sun is high but too far to brighten my day. Like…
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Death is always my reminder that living is Temporary, existing or lasting for a limited time; not permanent. That answers many questions of mine. Somewhat like a loan. Something given with the intent of getting it back, usually with interest we are taxed. What happens after we retire our spirits from these skin caves that…
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I don’t have to remind you. Yesterday is behind you. Temporary is the time these bodies will hold the spirit inside you. Whether you are a millionaire or broke and in debt. Life has a beginning middle and end. It’s those three points that we try to make our friend. Since our timer starts when…
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