Steven Robert Ford
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and there's the RythmA Poem by Steven Robert FordENTRY IN RANDOM POETRY CONTEST. |
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A play on words please and thank youA Stage Play by Steven Robert Fordtake my words as for what they are and not what they mean my words are nothing but the words unseen |
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15 minutes of moments in light.A Screenplay by Steven Robert FordShine, oh light shine and show up the way, for shadow wish to haunt me further and further away. Shadow dear son, an absence of light. No need .. |
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What the f**k?A Poem by Steven Robert FordSome people and their judgment! |
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the inner outer meA Story by Steven Robert Fordin me there is this dream the american dream to succeed inner desire to move foward outwardly, I am nothing more than a judged bag of skin and bon.. |
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Slow life is good life.A Story by Steven Robert Fordto move fast all the time only wears one out, move slowly through good life |
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She\'s a real live angel she is. And mean too.A Poem by Steven Robert FordOne could not really describe her. If too good, then too bad... if too bad then none. And who wants none? Me. I gotta be patient. Because every day.. |
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the bee bop bippity boopA Poem by Steven Robert Fordthe bee bop bopped bees all day long but don't ask me why. cause, I don no nor do I know it not either the words i use to express words of soft.. |
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Infinite HeavenA Poem by Steven Robert Fordinfinite beauty |
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A good dayA Poem by Steven Robert FordWind, with water on land, safe fire. Heart seeing it all. |