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She was a criminal,The worst of them all.My sanity was gone,Her fingerprints at the scene.My heart was broken,Her name written there in blood.A wanted..
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The leaves serenade you as you walk along,Hands clenched, bodies pressed together for warmth.Everything is still.You think about everything,You think ..
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You tell it a story and it talks back,Whistling with sympathy or encouragement.The breeze unjudging, singing it’s song,That makes you feel more ..
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The beating of my worn heart danced to the patter of rain,Your face in the clouds,The graying skies the color of your eyes.Have you ever breathed in s..
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The words spoken,The words you never thought you’d hear,Are plastered in your mind.You heard them.Now the world is but a whisper,As you wonder w..
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And with the winter’s bite she left.But with less certainty that’d she return.The unknowing a reminder,That I am not as strong as I think...
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I look past the scars of his being as he has already forgotten mine.Always more of a person,In nature and in action,Than the one he gives himself to,W..
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They called her fire,Was it because of her crimson locks or the bigger than life attitude that seemed to spread like a wildfire? Maybe it was the way ..
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