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A Poem by A.J.
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I keep waking, hoping
that I might feel Her climbing into bed,
But she’s in a
different bed, somewhere in another land
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A Poem by A.J.
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This day is definitely
starting off two sizes too small
Having planned to
write of dreams,
Angst,
and nature, without
in..
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A Poem by A.J.
I woke to a sharp pain in my chestAnd an outline of my body written in cold sweatIve heard of that; of people dreaming themselves to deathShe had hear..
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A Poem by A.J.
1.
I woke to a sharp
pain in my chest
And an outline of my
body written in cold sweat
Ive heard of that; of
people dreaming themselves t..
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A Poem by A.J.
1.
“you really wrote all
of these about me?”
She asked, gently rubbing
at my face
I nodded, careful not
to lose her touch. ..
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A Poem by A.J.
Shame
If ever
there was a failure disguised
That wretch
I have found in me
If ever a
mirror spoke wisdom
It has found
the disg..
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A Poem by A.J.
True, I make my bed with a loners damnation and
cold sheets that never seem to hold heat
Though I don’t quite spend my nights alone, at..
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A Poem by A.J.
Its five
o’clock on the dot as a crow flies, and as the usual, the streets erupt with
80,000 plus
All rabid
and foaming at the bit to..
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A Poem by A.J.
Its dead eyes open, dead eyes forward no longer reaching out
If you think the sun never shines on you, try finding warmth
beneath the dirt
E..
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A Poem by A.J.
17, July 2013
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Last night was the
first night in so many, many nights that I did not dream a dream.
No silent screens of my long..
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