Emma
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For Portland.A Poem by EmmaThere is something abouthis too-loud laughthat makes mine echo;the way it fills the spacethat was hopefuland not awkward,silent but not empty.His toot.. |
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Dreamy days.A Poem by EmmaIt’s the simple way you take my handlike it is yours for the taking.It’s the kisses you sneak onto my cheekwhen (you think that) I’m.. |
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Pieces of violet.A Poem by EmmaThis girl is so beautifuland her heart is so beautifuland her spirit is so beautifulbut she is so broken.She was a stained glass window,now shattered .. |
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125.A Poem by EmmaI am so stuck in thoughts of you.I can practically hear you whisperingsomething just for me,and I can already feel your stare on meas I break into a s.. |
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131.A Poem by EmmaI want totravel around your heartand find where it ascendswhere it slopes downwhere so many peoplehave tried to goand where so manyhave failed andI wa.. |
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Coming home.A Poem by EmmaThe snow fell for thefirst time this winter andwhat used to be a celebrationof simple things gone perfect nowjust makes me think of you and me, us,all.. |
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Where?A Poem by EmmaI love to count the roses in your eyesas you trace the stars on my backand the roadmaps on my wristsand use them as constellations.You are like an anc.. |
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138.A Poem by EmmaMy heart can feel the weight of itselfand it is an amount it has not weighedsince love last took its burden.Butyoursmile is going with you andI do not.. |
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Violet hope.A Poem by EmmaI want to hear life pourout of your ruby red lipsand see nothing else of thecolor that has stained you.I want you to be alivebut - most importantly -I.. |
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November 10th.A Poem by EmmaThe paper felt cold to my touchand I felt the autumn chill ofthat Saturday morning run throughmy body again. And again. And again.I felt myself sittin.. |
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