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He promised me until death us do part Eventually, he broke my heart Promises were broken as our vows were spoken Recalling his lies & weak al..

She wore a calico dress with high heeled shoes to match Her hair was curled & she wore a little make-up, just a touch Evening out on the town, r..

A bottle of Irish Rose wine By his bedside every night Often he would fall asleep with the bottle still in his hand The stale smell of wine and b..

That dreaded Call She sits there in her rocking chair, with a cup of coffee Nervously flicking her cigarette into the ashtray He's standing t..

A glass window between us God, I never thought it would come to this Locked inside a jail cell, our lives so up in the air A glass window, I can'..

A time I recall when a rig was just a semi truck Semi driving down the road, hauling it's heavy load Evening newspaper was something you read My ..

So misunderstood living in the hood Out of this ghetto I long to be Maybe one day I shall break free In the ghetto I live in a run down old shant..

The world is a treacherous place Hunger & starvation in many a nation & the children they suffer Empty stomachs, naked bodies & protrudi..

Flick! Flick! Tap! Tap! (a poem by debileah) Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap! Tap! How I hate that sound He could be packing hi..

A Manic Mind Lying awake Staring at the ceiling So hard to sleep at night They call it a manic mind Depression succumbs me Numbs me Mixed fee..