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Fear Itself
A Poem by
Nicole Leigh
Religion Lost in the sea, was a lonely me; Rapture, for sure, did not come. I ran just to wait and hid by the gate; While the cross went and put o..
gathering seams
A Poem by
Nicole Leigh
I fantasize. Romanticize. My skin is rough like ironhide. Run her fingers through my hair. I can’t stop. I don’t care. Invisible, ..
static
A Poem by
Nicole Leigh
be still and he wont hear you be still and he wont see when you hide beneath the bed don’t tell him you’re with me be still and sa..
The black bell of irony.
A Poem by
Nicole Leigh
My bloated heart is spilling on the floor. I hate you. It beats and pumps its lusciousness so fast. You slip. Its slowing now just watch the rubie..
My Friend
A Poem by
Nicole Leigh
We love eachother yes we do. But not like lovers always do. For deep in hearts where souls cry. A burning flame will never die. For f..
A wound for some salt?
A Poem by
Nicole Leigh
I want to run screaming into the woods. Always have. It's like I was born witha terribly old and bitter soul that cant stand the sight of itself and p..
What she said.
A Poem by
Nicole Leigh
Sleep deprived Alone And Chided Often as I ask for more. Run circles Round And sideways blinded Here I sit behind the door.
Torn
A Poem by
Nicole Leigh
i ran with a stitch and they all laughed like cats as i ripped out my hair and clawed at my eyes wait for me please he asked what a lie while i ..
lesson
A Poem by
Nicole Leigh
the music is playing i lie on the ground children are running toward the merry-go-round pain turns bright white school is in session black is ..
Oh the imagery..
A Poem by
Nicole Leigh
I had the strangest dream, when I fell asleep before. It seemed that there was something, just beyond the door. The window proved empty,..
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