No One Can Ever Love You Like I Do (I.P.)
I’m bleeding...but only a little, and after all, they do say love’s supposed to hurt
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The Time I Followed Her
I've been trying to write something for weeks and I couldn't put down a single word, but suddenly this young woman almost made me grab a pen from the museum clerk and start writing poetry in my arm.
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Prince
I bought a dog last September and I've loved him ever since. He is a Great Dane and his name is Prince. When I bought him, he was only six weeks old. He's a sweet dog who is also sassy and bold.
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A Few Haikus
1 Words life narration Seep through the gaps of cultures Causing confusion 2 An ant focusing On the toil of the day on Impassive mountains 3 Walking in the park
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Fresh Air
i Quiet in my barroom corner the occasion got to me and words exited their cave desperate for a deep well; the situation was severe but they lacked severity and
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Untitled Part 6
“September 13th.” Evidently anticipating drama, the sergeant enunciates every syllable for effect. “What happened on September the thirteenth, Nathan? What happened then?”
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Untitled Part 5
“You… loved her. Hmm.” He doesn’t even attempt to hide his scepticism. “I don’t know how it is in your country, Mr.
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Untitled Part 4
Lehmann rubs a greasy finger against his nose, making no attempt to hide his irritation.
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Hailstones
Since Good Friday, the bells have not rung and thus we wait, Suspended in timeless silence, anticipating Sunday. The morning brought scant sun but enough, just enough,
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