Saturn's Lover
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Buds of cinnamonA Poem by Saturn's LoverHer bright red hair, lit up by the small lamp in the corner of the room, smells of amber insense. But maybe it's just from sleeping next to me. Her li.. |
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Another nameA Poem by Saturn's LoverOur bodies swaying together inharmony in the early hours of the morning.Light shining in through cracks in theblinds, the corse stubble on your face i.. |
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Just a w***eA Story by Saturn's LoverJust me getting out my feelings. |
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SecondsA Poem by Saturn's LoverI can remember counting the seconds that it took to drive from my house to 7th street. Now every time i pass that street, faded, foggy memories come b.. |
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My scar still achesA Story by Saturn's LoverSitting in your car between two beige brick walls, with your own little piece of heaven. God, your veins are ripe. But it's already on a tin foil. So .. |
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Wandering SoilderA Poem by Saturn's LoverOver the stones of urban jungles Through out all the fields Oh it’s too bright The day light Night calls me to her side In the chill of win.. |
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Drown That Poor Thing, Put It Out It's MiseryA Poem by Saturn's LoverThis is a poem i wrote as a freshmen in High School. |
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MetaphorA Poem by Saturn's LoverA short poem i wrote when i was 10 |
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Through My Hair It SighsA Poem by Saturn's LoverA poem i just recently found that i wrote when i was 12 |
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DreamsA Story by Saturn's LoverSometimes i still dream that i'm in the house i spent my childhood in. Ridding my bike up and down the various cal-du-sacs and streets in the neiborho.. |