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I can do this one my own... I already am
A Poem by
Jane Stones
I can't put it into sentences the way you make me feel Just words. .. Empty Abandoned Frustrated Alone Neglected Unwanted Despera..
Alone in my need
A Poem by
Jane Stones
Touch me Touch me till everything fades And all I can think about is your lips on my neck Your Hands down my side Feel me Feel me like there is..
Drunkard
A Poem by
Jane Stones
You're the drunkard The one whose left me waiting Too many times Just a child believing lies You're the drunkard The one who threw hurtful wor..
I dont believe in soul mates
A Poem by
Jane Stones
I do not believe in soul mates My soul belongs only to the one who created it I don’t trust love at first sight This is the ver..
Incapable of that kind of love
A Poem by
Jane Stones
Im not capable of that kinda love where your very next breathe relies on their inhalation Im not capable of that kind of bond Where your day ..
Fighting 'stupid'
A Poem by
Jane Stones
It doesn’t matter that I did my bestBy world standards it not good enoughBecause I can’t do mathsIt doesn’t matter I spent more time..
Let me live
A Poem by
Jane Stones
I can’t write What’s to say when there’s nothing to feel? Apathetic, numb No passion no zeal I’m dead ..
Walking Dead
A Poem by
Jane Stones
A heart sunk by angerInhaling wet darknessChoking out any real emotion of love and peace and compassiontill a cold hard corpse surfacesBreaking freeCh..
I'd wish you if i didn't have to wish you were her..
A Poem by
Jane Stones
For you its Fathers day…A new tie for dad, maybe a pair of socksPerhaps he’ll wear them once in a while to the church down the streetEven..
Drunken phone call
A Poem by
Jane Stones
It pierces the quietThat familiar songOur songNow a premonition of this situation I don’t answerLet it keep playing Our memories The few go..
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