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Treasure
A Poem by
E.J. Michalec
Moved to the city with a mouth full of pearls Be careful who you share your treasure with, my dear Trembling hands, they awaken You’ll do not..
The Business of Dating a Jackass
A Poem by
E.J. Michalec
We were nothing more than two people backing a product that would never work One where red flags were clearly listed in the ingredients list and yet ..
Cool the Social Climate
A Poem by
E.J. Michalec
Take the time to love someone even if you feel they don’t deserve it Always remember that we are all burn victims to some degree Why not make..
Hunters
A Poem by
E.J. Michalec
We are all just hunters here Can’t see what’s in the distance but we Notice that it’s moving We’re just... hunters here Pur..
Second Choice Girl
A Poem by
E.J. Michalec
I’m what you would call one of those second choice girls Not leftovers or sloppy seconds Not ordered much at all One of those girls that sim..
Please let go of me tonight
A Poem by
E.J. Michalec
Cut the ribbons Sigh of relief Release me to the land that sleeps
To the boy who took advantage of me
A Poem by
E.J. Michalec
I told you that I loved you Your love wasn’t the same kind Until the summer when my belly shrank And you had changed your mind I found this ..
The Void
A Poem by
E.J. Michalec
For those who think that it is impossible to make something out of nothing Let me tell you that I know that isn’t true ya see, When I am depre..
Ode to the inanimate objects that taught me to be ..
A Poem by
E.J. Michalec
I’ve always heard it said that who you become in life is the average of the five people you spend the most time with yet, as the isolated little..
The interior design of one’s reputation
A Poem by
E.J. Michalec
Familiar faces and bodies decorate the room and the elimination process begins This one seems tacky This one is too old school This one is nice b..
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