Laura Kate
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Empty pillowsA Poem by Laura KateWhen I came home that eveningand went into my roomI felt I could have criedbecause I had forgottenjust how muchmy very own bedsheetsremind meof you |
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Our kindA Poem by Laura KateNear every field down every road through every gate in every home are one of the same yet different in kind; a living body with a restless mind.. |
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Parts of meA Poem by Laura KateThere is a part of herthe size of the entire Earthand all the waters within itwhich thinks she might love himThere is another partwhich is scaredand .. |
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ReleaseA Poem by Laura KateHe clings to melike the butterflywho commits to the direction of the windthat releases him from the webin which he winds himself up,and thought he wou.. |
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How we used to beA Poem by Laura KateJust a thought |
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It’s not youA Poem by Laura KateIt’s not you that Ilove, it’s not that I love you, exactly … I seem to run towards crazy and there’s a whole lot of cr.. |
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YouA Poem by Laura KateYou set about putting me back togetherbefore I even knewthat some of my pieceshad broken |
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Our SkinA Story by Laura KateA short story / perhaps a chapter in a story I'm working on |
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FallingA Poem by Laura KateLike a leaf falling from its tree I detached myself,I made myself free. And with the very last ounce of life I had left,I flew... I tried to make i.. |
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9.23A Poem by Laura Kate02.04.19, 9.23am |
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