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Note Thirty-Seven
Draft 2
By: Chase L. Currie
Ah, Hell,
I’m
just a piss poor poet
Who wants to write the Blues
And lyric..
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Note Thirty-Five
By: Chase L. Currie
I spoke the
Saddest words
In the world …
“I once loved you.”
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I wanted to go
Somewhere nice
For
a bit in
Dancing
light
But I found an abandoned
Park bench
Behind the weeping trees
Wi..
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“If I had a flower for every time I thought of you...I could walk through my garden forever.”
― Alfred Tennyson
Art: Meditative ..
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The boys want
To touch your body,
I want to touch your
Soul,
But you don’t see me,
As the boys
Make you weep,
The..
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Note Thirty-One
Draft 2
By: Chase L. Currie
I want …
I want to
Lay in the
Dark with
You counting
The bats of
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Note Twenty-Eight
Draft 2
By: Chase L. Currie
Your first kiss
Will be with
You until
The moonless grave
“kiss
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“All the bright precious things fade so fast, and they don't come back.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
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Note Twenty-six
Draft 2
By: Chase L. Currie
The sun raps on
my window,
a day bathe in
brightness,
ready for me to
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Here is the introduction to a book that may never get published, but I want to share mostly to see if it hooks any of you to want to read it. Let me k..
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