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You Live In Me
A Poem by
Laura Harrison
You occupy my thoughts my poems my body you are the thing that fills the silence when I’m sad you are the light creeping in..
If I Said These Words Out Loud, They Might Just Ki..
A Poem by
Laura Harrison
The news was on my television the other day they were talking about a girl that had passed away she had took her own life at the young age of 11..
There's Something Wrong In Wonderland
A Poem by
Laura Harrison
Alice pricked her finger on a red roseand was mesmerized as her fingerturned the same shade of crimsonthe Cheshire Cat doesn’t grin anymoreand t..
Identity Crisis
A Poem by
Laura Harrison
I had an identity crisis the other day did something that was not like me you were kissing my mouth and it must have got to my head becaus..
I Want To Experience The Natural You
A Poem by
Laura Harrison
I want to kiss your mouth when your teeth haven’t yet been brushed and I want to run my fingers through your hair before it’s bee..
Is This Real Life?
A Poem by
Laura Harrison
I wake up some nights with the feeling of dread because I had another nightmare that you and I are just pretend and I can’t help but..
Our Future
A Poem by
Laura Harrison
I can imagine you and I 5 years from now saying our vows then moving our things into our own little house in the countryside, preferably ..
Don't Make Plans When You're Young
A Poem by
Laura Harrison
We met when we were both 13 and were inseparable from that very first kiss all the adults simpered and said “aah young love..
Familiar Strangers
A Poem by
Laura Harrison
There is a man I always pass on the street who looks like someone I used to know we were so close once upon a time but now he’s jus..
Hands
A Poem by
Laura Harrison
I can’t stop looking at my hands at the whorls and lines engraved in them I wonder how our lives can be mapped out in those lines be..
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