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A disappearing star
cool grass on a September night, a raging ocean outside my window
a ball out of left field
a burning furnace, a smooth piece of..
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What you think is romance, what you feel is lust and what you see is love but all you are actually experiencing, is a load of BullShit. Yes, to answer..
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A Poem About Music
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Secrets; locked doors in our brains
Some rattle like fright trains.
Mysterious things,
like birds without wings
releasing them, nothing w..
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"You know what my problem is?" She stated. "I base my happiness off others, and I cant control it." I searched her face, my eyes scanning her transluc..
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In memory of one of my greatest English teachers...
Rest In Peace
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I felt for a moment
a sense of belonging
I think thats why I fell so hard for you.
Not what you said or did but the way you were
when you were wit..
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I was nervous, palms sweating,my stomachflipping and turning,I felt sick.I looked for you, searching down narrow hallways,smiling faces passing me.Idi..
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Everything was white. All I could see out side the window
were thick powdery snowflakes falling from the sky. There..
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A reminiscent story of my Highschool.
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