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Another one from my book

The title poem to my book Into the Never

Please ignore The dirt upon my shoes The dustin the creases ofmy jeans The moth-holes in my shirt I'll only be a little while Just let me sit and..

Everyone's got lies they tell themselves sometimes.

Erotic Warning!

Can you hear me? The words I say, inside my head, Spoken only beneath the covers of my bed. Things I’d never say, Out loud, In front of you..

Moments Just moments Sitting Watching Talking Not talking Letting the world slip away As I stare at an empty wall with nothing on my mind And ..

Fervent Imp Mischievous Sprite Proverbial Pixie Spirited Little Thing Whisperer That is what you are What I wish to be Tell me your secrets ..

The moonlight looks beautiful in your eyes As I look down on you from the skies I catch a glimpse of the girl I used to know The girl who was in lo..

Of not knowing… Of hurting… Of being… Of struggling to be… Something that takes so much from me. Holding up the world..