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Sometimes we lose things.
We lose car keys,
Or phones.
TV remotes, too.
They’re out of sight for a minute,
And then they&rsqu..
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He was in her biology class,
And she noticed his smile.
She was in his history class,
And he barely noticed her.
He asked to borrow a..
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Beads
of many colors
Hung
around her neck that day;
Beads
of nervous sweat had
Sat upon
his face.
Try
as he might to hide the jit..
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Being with you
Was synonymous to
Finishing a good book:
There was nothing I couldn’t do.
I could speak French,
Even some Por..
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You always left meAlone with my thoughts.Then, you left me aloneTo my tears.And finally, you left meLonely.
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Ninth grade literature,And you swore on the graveOf your motherWho was not yet dead,That you were Romeo,And I was Juliet.But I had already read the pl..
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These arms are the work of masonry,
You said.
I’ll catch you if you fall,
You told me.
But empty words
And very empty promise..
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I always found it funny,
How your arms were always
The safest place that I knew,
And how those very same
Arms so easily ripped
My..
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You
always had a knack
For
carving your name
Onto
any surface you touched.
And
like school boys leave behind
Legacies
on desks,
..
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I always hated the wayYour poet lips would danceAnd from your lyric tongue you'd speak,"Where would Shakespeare be, my love,Without his tragedies?"And..
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