Emily B
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moon-timeA Poem by Emily Bi've been reaching -reaching-the moon is coldthe sun laughsat memy dad crieshot, wet tearsfrom heavenand I wonderif those tears mean guiltor blameor m.. |
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the conversationA Poem by Emily Bher and him - he is bold, she is just silly |
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weaknessA Poem by Emily Bi want towalk throughyour voicei dare notaski can notdial your numberbut i long to wade through wordshear you laugh one more timei am missingyour arms.. |
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musingA Poem by Emily Bhe isstrongerthan iammaybehe alwayswill bestrongertrying to excisemy weaknessi cut awayeveryrefugeevery pair of armsthat would hold meentangle mebut o.. |
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conversationA Poem by Emily BI ran intoan old ghostmetaphoricallyone daylast weekI told himabout the nightmareof recovered memoriesHe saidno matter my pastI still choseright or wr.. |
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gone blankA Poem by Emily BHe askedwhat have you been writinglatelyand I couldn'tremember.It's all hereon the pagethough maybeit's too lateto come and read itfor himself. |
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just so you knowA Poem by Emily Bthis is meangryi've had so little practicemindingmy ownemotionsthat i hardly even knowwhat they shouldlook likei could tell youall the ways that cruel.. |
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freedomA Poem by Emily Bi can maybesaywhat i thinkand how i feelwithin reasonof coursei wouldn't want to hurt a body's feelingsit is a freedomi haven't alwaysknowngrandmother.. |
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child of lightA Poem by Emily Bmaybei choseto be a childof lightnot becauseof someinherentgoodnessnot becausei was filledwith the lightof godi chosenight lightsand flash lightsand s.. |
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the imaginative childA Poem by Emily Bwhere's that sarcasm font when you need it? |
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