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I admit i do idolize them,hoist them up on a pedestal most high.My respect for them grows:more and more with little time.They are accepted within my h..
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This poem is for anyone who has ever played with someone else's feelings- to the victims, i am sorry for your heartache
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I live to get lost,to wander in different times and worlds,there is nothing better,my imagination jumps to life,and suddenly I am traveling through di..
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Sometimes water is thicker than blood,Especially when your blood,Shuts you out,leaves you cold and alone in the proverbial mud. I am not clueless, but..
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Not a reason,or excuse,but a single ounce of clarity,A single explanation,which erupts my epiphany.Secrets come to life,like a scene from a movie,They..
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A poem about growing up, and reserving a part of your child-like innocence.
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For anyone who hates waiting for the doctor.
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Little Susie loved her sneakers,
They were easy to wear,
Bound by Velcro,
With each step,
Her soles light up,
And sparkle,
As she walked,
The b..
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I get quite tired,
And maybe worn?
Isolating myself,
Trying to write a masterpiece,
A semblance of truth,
When really I have no clue,
And the wo..
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