ARuth
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The Problem Is ThatA Poem by ARuthThe problem is thatI think of you.of your eyes.of your smile.In the busiest hoursand the idlest momentsof my dayI think ofwhat you doand where you&rsq.. |
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I liked you...A Poem by ARuthi liked you..to the pointwhere Iwould have gladlytaken the y in “your" dance floorand make it "our" dance floor.And then I’d betthat my aw.. |
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my knock knock occasional friendA Poem by ARuth"knock knockhello?"Is it real? Could it be?Naaah, I don't think so.But just maybe.Never mind."knock knockhello?"There it goes again.It's too soon.Mayb.. |
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Do Stars Ever Get Tired?A Poem by ARuthin my sense, does a heart ever get tired? |
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My Favorite MemoryA Poem by ARuththe air was coldfreezing as icebut the smirkthat smileplastered on yourinnocent facewas more than enoughto keep usto keep mewarm.Do you rememberhow fr.. |
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UnfriendA Poem by ARuthit seemed unfairto unfriend you."Who was Ito build a wall so high,high enough to make you realizeI have no more words for you."People pin mewith stare.. |
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HandsA Poem by ARuthIf there is one thingI would gamblefor the world to do,It would be the pleasure and honor of holding your hands.I know they are toughI know they are s.. |
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This ChristmasA Poem by ARuthThis Christmas I will not give you watches nor clocks, Instead, I'll give you each tick and every tock of my time. Time for us to spend together Time.. |
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WhiteA Poem by ARuthi lived 8 years of my childhood in the place that Typhoon Haiyan/Yolanda wrecked and destroyed. I lost a childhood friend and my uncle. Until now, wri.. |
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UntouchableA Poem by ARuthThere are things in life that are truly out of our reach |
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