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sweetheart
A Poem by
Christine
from father to daughter there is no other word so beautiful; i am forever someone's sweetheart
union station
A Poem by
Christine
I. i gave a deaf man $10 to get back home; i didn't see him get on the train; it's sad to think maybe he c..
saturdays
A Poem by
Christine
you've never touched someone's soul, have you? how would you know if you did? You'll find the answer somewhere i..
big talk
A Poem by
Christine
I have little interest in the things people say to each other where is the wonder in life's leisurely laps ar..
the electric bill
A Poem by
Christine
I fell asleep with my light on (again) I woke up sometime around 4:20 in the morning. the light was on; ..
peeping tom
A Poem by
Christine
tom never got married he's 78 and lives next door. the girl across the street takes her shirt off and forgets..
tenuous
A Poem by
Christine
the situation is about as tenuous as the feather that landed on the record player; it..
bob dylan
A Poem by
Christine
it's like he was asking permission to have you on his mind (or in bed) to which i respond:what iffor asho..
the stoic
A Poem by
Christine
the stoics never let you see how they really felt about tragedy or joy; you knew both were necessary t..
coldplay
A Poem by
Christine
in first grade we wentaroundthe room and toldthe class what ourfavorite colors were. the girlspicked pink and purple ..
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