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My Glove

My glove alone is growing strange Alone to live like lonely born Too long from its pair estranged It grows forever more forlorn And its countenance...

R: 2/6/03

Work Diary, 2/6/03 Writer's block is still killing me. Thus: 1. Precognition is just cynicism gone haywire. I just made that up. Now, tell me, has...
Cherry

Lick my wounds

The sky is bruised, the earth is moist, like two lost lovers with one voice. The rain is cool upon her back, Soothes the burden that she packs, and...

You

the showing of knowing
Cherry

Dada's House

A girl's 'undying' love for her house.

Damage

inspiration point
Cherry

Spin the Bottle

I didn't want her to see my pleasure. I didn't want them to see my red face as the bottle decidedly stopped, pointing toward her. I took another shot...

Burberry

This will take a long time First of all the preparations The mental part not the least I am as thorough as usual My fieldwork shall be done properly
Cherry

Damage

I stood, defeated, spoiled, as ruined as my country.

Too Late (I am)

Why did I have to die&;#063;

Chameleon - The Friday Team

It was there, in his sights at last...

Happy

I look back ten years ago, I see a world I didn't know. I look forward ten years from here, I see a world that could be ending so near. We don't know...

Zany Charisma

A great person

X-rated Feelings

Fantasies that come to live

United together

The perfect man in my eyes

Naughty Ways

Taken By desires

Vasari's Lines

Another poem about art

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