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I see him walk, and my heart staggers
To hearhim talk makes nothing matter.
My heart does swell when he is near
I imagin his whispers, inside my ..
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This poem was written about an ex of mine. I loved that kid to death, even though it ended badly. I had a dream about him, and this is what resulted.
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Ellie Brandt was in love once. He was the most amazing, unique, influential person she had ever met. They had what must have been the most perfect rel..
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My name is Eleanor Brandt. However, if i ever hear you call me that after first introductions, you will not survive to tell the tale. I am essentiall..
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The Identity of the elusive dead boyfriend is revealed!
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She sits alone inside her chamber,
Picks and nibbles at toast of rye.
The beggar life not once became her,
Yet here she sits, in air too dry.
Her ..
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