Crystal Overmeyer-Birmingham
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Evict a memoryA Poem by Crystal Overmeyer-Birming..Sticky sweetI still taste your love on my fingersNo matter how many times I scrub themYour scent still lingersin the rooms of my self control.Bright a.. |
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3 MinutesA Poem by Crystal Overmeyer-Birming..3 minutesI sit and waitfor 3 minutesI see a bathroom filled with make upand hair productsI see mirrorsI see soap2 minutesI start to see a faint lineco.. |
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UntitledA Poem by Crystal Overmeyer-Birming..You ball up words like fistsand bloody my ears and noseI staggerI stumbleUnder the weightof your sentencesyour yellsyour screamsquick to angerquicker .. |
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MessyA Poem by Crystal Overmeyer-Birming..We trample emotionslike leavesboth so contentin getting minethat we lose oursin the shuffle of selfwe forget why we even trywhy we care.Plowing aheadw.. |
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Time i miss you mostA Poem by Crystal Overmeyer-Birming..I have a very complicated relationship with my mother, the last time i saw her was when i was 18, and before that i didn't see her for 8 years. I use .. |
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prologueA Chapter by Crystal Overmeyer-Birming..this takes place in the past. Scotland |
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Chapter oneA Chapter by Crystal Overmeyer-Birming..Cary Ann woke with a scream, she lunged forward , hands clutching to her heart as if the dagger she had just dreamt about was real and still protrudin.. |
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The last storyA Book by Crystal Overmeyer-Birming..This is a story about love, but more than that its about the choices we make. Its about fate versus free will. |
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a soft place to landA Poem by Crystal Overmeyer-Birming..I lived with an alcoholic father and stepmother growing up, much of my older stuff is about trying to live and grow in a house filled with addiction. |
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DreamA Poem by Crystal Overmeyer-Birming..I turn Sidewaysand Squeeze thoughthe iron bars of realityto slow dance with my dreams.We twirl and spinI cling to them as they send me heavenwardClose.. |