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I don't know where this one came from. It just popped in my head one day and I wrote it down.

For my daughter, Chessie. Born sleeping on 9/11/02.

I wrote this when my best friend was killed in a car crash.

I wrote this poem after I buried my daughter whom was stillborn on September 11, 2002.

This poem was written on a rainy day in November when I was 17. It begins sort of negatively, but has a positive message toward the end.

Written after a heart-breaking split.

This was a small snippet that I wrote 8 years ago. It is a mixture of fiction/romance/erotica.