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RED ROSES OUT THE WINDOW
I can't love you anymore. It isn't healthy for me; Not when you nick all my food, And take over the TV.
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Victim of myself
Victim Of Myself. I'm just a victim of my own morality Only innocent by reasons of insanity A downward spiral of self obsession A drug induced stance...
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- 811 reads
tradegy in molise
one year ago an earthquake hit a rural town in central italy, not too far from where i live...
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- 821 reads
Beautiful in white
Poem about winter (in Georgia)
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- 253 reads
UNLOVED (BUT ANYWAY...)
Love through the seasons.
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Memories of her
Shoes Sets of lights to dance for hours A new wanting (although not a memory now I am incorrect) Leaves The way it could have....no....was. Curtains...
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- 864 reads
from the North
The best light you can get is from the North (Though it's dark in winter time And snow is only seen through an oil lamp So it's not so true, only...
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- 466 reads
Snow
An angel, choking on your unique diamonds - not in carbon formation, sparkle in excess. Snow, your colour pure, with silent 'h' to all the sledgers...
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- 448 reads
Falling Asleep
We saw them from under the iron gurders And shelter. But they were someone else's coloured stars And mixed with tree tops and roofs. So I asked you...
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- 423 reads
Wrong things on Bonfire night
Mud on my pink shoes - I was upset, they were brand new. Orange eyes - I thought the flames might heat me up But they melted the toffee in my heads...
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- 432 reads
In November
Dry night - Hold my breath in your bare powder, I thought your eyes would settle above my shoulders. I, a dismissed chamber maid, turned. Small hands...
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- 470 reads
Chair
There is a broken chair on the pavement Because I said "I love you", And you cleared your throat To walk away.
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- 474 reads