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\"Flowers and Love\"
A Poem by
Douglas Bujak
she says, "look at this flower" and throws it into the wind to fly free she runs after it as her skirt flys playfully dancing through t..
\"The End\"
A Poem by
Douglas Bujak
How sweet the feeling when your body goes numb You lose all memories As the pain subsides while the red flows out slowly taking life away breath..
\"Meaningless\"
A Poem by
Douglas Bujak
Everything is takin farther away down past the stores where the children would play walking by i would smile the clouds over head are light blue b..
\"Stairways & Butterflys\"
A Poem by
Douglas Bujak
Looking toward the sun birds take flight singing a song of fortune days will soon arrive were there is no hate And the children are still weeping..
\"Why\"
A Poem by
Douglas Bujak
Why when i forgot you for so long you come back Right when i thought you drifted away out to sea I walked by and who do i see I see you standing th..
\"Colors In The Sky\"
A Poem by
Douglas Bujak
You're so young so pure i look into your eyes You'll catch me if i fall the dreams you have follow you with every step i tagged along just ..
\"Mind Ache\"
A Poem by
Douglas Bujak
pulsing in my head aching in my ear bleeding of my heart these are all real I breath in i take out but still i'm without I smoke in breath ou..
\"Laying in Dreams\"
A Poem by
Douglas Bujak
I fall into the depths of my mind dazed with confusion through the mess into the mass and into the dream I lay here, not a sound out of nowhere i ..
\"How I Miss The Time\"
A Poem by
Douglas Bujak
Flying through the trees the leaves float through the breeze here you come through the fog just walking on along how can this be, I have mistaken my..
\"hands\"
A Poem by
Douglas Bujak
I sit here looking down yet my eyes have not seen my hands shake with passion missed so long longing but, your hands are not there before mine th..
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