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A Poem by Richard


you're my first friend my best friend and I know you intrinsically care I know because you'll always be there or look and see loo..
to be fair, go to where you feel

to be fair, go to where you feel

A Poem by Richard


You're not feeling now like you were yesterday that's to be expected changes in temperature bring out the best in your forever worried face ..
more mysterious than my old favorite street

more mysterious than my old favorite street

A Poem by Richard


always yours, is how it started i put my hands there for support you gave me the best things your wisdom we were divided by a wave ..
why the hell the road begins and then ends i'm sorry for closing the door on my dreams

why the hell the road begins and then ends i'm sor..

A Poem by Richard


with moments like these ones we won't be needing friends they'll add nothing we can't always behave we could be trying on the clothes ..
sentimental

sentimental

A Poem by Richard


the allure is just that there is everywhere and you've been¸ and I haven't my jealous memory and you've been good, I recall colorful..
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Compartment 114
Compartment 114
the sun's dreadful owner

the sun's dreadful owner

A Poem by Richard


the sun's dreadful owner is something of a sin really, the heat could singe the thread that keeps us together and any moments had could ..
about sometime

about sometime

A Poem by Richard


i can't tell you enough dark crippling waves goodbye ... it's energy saved like you found the key with no small effort and simply turned ..
all i do is write poetry about how i either grew wild or suffocated

all i do is write poetry about how i either grew w..

A Poem by Richard


why're we talkingif all it does is doesn't do us any goodi don't care if the book saidi don't care about myselfyou can take care of yourselfthis frien..
fools of the foothills

fools of the foothills

A Poem by Richard


the fools of the foothills are money-rich and time-poor incredulous, for their ignorant with their wicked honest barbed tongues doing damage thoug..
express

express

A Poem by Richard


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