I'm not the one you want babe
Once again I'm not the one you want babe, Me getting my hopes up only for them to be smashed down. You where never supposed to find out babe, I would have kept it from you and the world,
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You were my life
marriage break up woman's pain
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Tis the season
Humor and serious short Christmas poem
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Chapter 1. The Letter P
Only the Preface.
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You've Changed.
It started out small. One day you love me the next you become a stranger a passerby or a bully. I promised myself I would not cry again, for you loving me is the hardest thing
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Barby
We spend an afternoon sticking spears in each other’s sides- even as we kiss our mind’s are on it- the next razor nick that tears a tiny fold of skin from the other. As we move from
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A POEM ABOUT BOXES
there are many sorts of boxes: big boxes small boxes hierarchal boxes (box-people love hierarchy) intellectual boxes theological boxes addictive boxes egotistic boxes high-paying boxes
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Your coming back
A bond so strong I believed it un-breakable, hard as diamond and as enternal as time, but our gem became worn and time stopped and all the we had left in a punch in the chest,
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The Little Snowdrop
A little snowdrop..............
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no title
I’m home and your smell lingers on my clothes, your scent keeping you alive inside my mind, until the next time. Your kiss the feel of your lips, my drug.
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