Boyd Johnson
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boxer\'s fracture.A Poem by Boyd Johnsoni cant write about you. i cant write anymore. everytime i put the pen down it sears my fingers and hollows my eyes. broken bones never healed in .. |
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stealing home.A Poem by Boyd Johnsonive never forced anything. dont think that. |
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Limp.A Story by Boyd Johnsonan honest goodbye. |
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quiet, i\'m hunting rabbits.A Poem by Boyd Johnsonher hair whispered you can wake up to this every morning. if you just keep quiet. cause if this goes bad, it goes bad for everyone. .. |
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the frozen charles.A Poem by Boyd Johnsonit’s a winter time feeling ived loved the winter feeling all my life. here. gone. here. gone. it was so easy it was a system. .. |
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never trip without your hat. -or- please do not di..A Poem by Boyd Johnsonpart of...what turned out to be about 25 pages of babble ranging from my inability to speak up for myself, to my poor penmanship. i couldnt have done .. |
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oddly enough, this isnt the first time we went aft..A Poem by Boyd Johnsonwhen trusted conspire. |
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