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A Poem by <3
As your hand traced my spine
I thought maybe this time
Maybe this time you'll love me
My car driving faster
past plastic and plaster
To a world o..
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A Story by <3
A man's life isn't measured by what he's done or where he's been; how many creased-sleeved-desk-jockeys know his name. What model car her drives. How..
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A Poem by <3
If these were the days of the ancients;
Oh if only.
My place would be a pendant
(on the chest of a priest)
rather than a pentagram
(blackened on ..
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A Poem by <3
Tomorrow shall be splendid!
Else I'd have to close up in my shell,
move away like the hermit crab;
on spindly legs, carry the weight of my life alo..
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A Poem by <3
Expectation; oh so taming.
The possibility tastes of future regrets;
my unformiddable unconsciousness.
Reality, tested by desires,
Desires, tested..
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A Poem by <3
A mountian becomes a mound when robbed of your presence.
I'd cross every plain, scale to the heavens;
If only my words weighed as much as my acts,
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A Poem by <3
His eyes are slits, his heartbeat fast;
everything moves like a train.
Back and forth on forward tracks,
He takes a breath, his lungs strain.
Quic..
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A Poem by <3
I hate that you're happy.
Not that I hate you, or your ideals;
On the contrary, I love everything about you.
I hate your happiness without me there..
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A Poem by <3
Woud one go against what one knows as right?
Would the day stay forever, against the coming night?
No, nature says that one knows it's place,
and s..
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A Poem by <3
Last night, I awoke.
No one else had even made the attempt.
And the morning light, my eyes choke.
Fluttering lashes, hair unkept.
I breathe in the..
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