Emily B
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Looking for my Muse-WomanA Poem by Emily BI have all these questions to ask herbut she flies away from the fence-lineand over the barnsI hear her calling in the early morning hoursbut I get no.. |
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variation on an old themeA Poem by Emily Bwe have been-you and i-an entire lifetimetrying to get back towhat we were -before-Egos get in the way.Those flams Burn.I see all my sinsin you and ru.. |
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not entirely originalA Poem by Emily Bbut when inspiration is thin . . . |
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voicesA Poem by Emily Bi don't hear the voiceson the other side of the line yetas a dispatch operator in trainingi only see the calls in queuemostly waiting for ems squadsto.. |
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a continuing narrativeA Poem by Emily Bi am not sure exactly wherei left off in my storyi get calls to interview sometimesand they go well generallyi leave with a handshake and good intenti.. |
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brighter daysA Poem by Emily Bi keep some Prozac in my pursebut i don't use itunlessi have tolike when i haven'tleft the house in three daysand haven't cared to check my messagesan.. |
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where to startA Poem by Emily Bwinter can be longwhen you are looking for a joband all the applications are submittedonline at McDonald's and you never ever hear anything backthe gu.. |
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that bad dayA Poem by Emily Bhow do you tell somebodythat has lived with youfor twenty yearsthat having a bad daysaying those wordsdoesn't meanthat i stumped my toeor burnt the br.. |
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morning visitationA Poem by Emily BI swear,I was laying in bed this morningminding my own business.Letting the children get themselves ready for schooland intenton falling back asleep f.. |
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anymoreA Poem by Emily Bhe saidsorry i can't talkdidn't mean to bethat wayabout itbut we can't haveany kindof relationshipand i thinkhe may be finallyat the end of this berea.. |
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