Sarah McKeever Hitt
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Like a time worn scar.A Poem by Sarah McKeever HittI never would have thoughtthat the idea of you would ever feellike a time worn scarbut today that's what you are to meNot the raw burnor almost bleedi.. |
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Moon is rising in AriesA Poem by Sarah McKeever HittIn this hand me down notewritten on crumpled newspaperhidden by the horoscopes.You are letting me down easy.Well isn't that just perfectIn the middle .. |
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Perchance, What if?A Poem by Sarah McKeever HittPerchance,what if the doll-eyed giggle and the thunderboom breath were loud enough at last to open up the fates for us to write our names.. |
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When the sky drips with sunA Poem by Sarah McKeever HittThe torturous moment has come when the sky drips with sun and grass is sweet and mud is dry the morning gloom is out of owls eyes tragic angel son.. |
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I am not one of those girls, but what if I were?A Poem by Sarah McKeever HittI hope you read this and you know it's about you. |
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i love youA Poem by Sarah McKeever HittI love you. I don't know if any other words are true. I grow tired of writing poetic phrases And even more weary knowing, That as loud as my pen c.. |
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Loud with music and bright with neon colorA Poem by Sarah McKeever HittThe streaks of lights, the clinking glasses, dancing taps of heels on laminate floor all celebrate the moment when my crazy met your sane to ca.. |
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I pray not long.A Poem by Sarah McKeever HittLove if thy will be done My only question for you is how long must I pine for you- holding my breath balancing just above the surface line toe.. |
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Racing clocks and stomping feet.A Poem by Sarah McKeever HittI am nothing if not a foolracing clocks and stomping feetCalling phony telephone numbersand talking to myselfHanging on imaginationpretending every se.. |
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