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I heard it at the window,at the balcony,and so I wentIt called to meI left my book,my writing,my morning coffee,I left the dog who sat at my feetI wen..
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Prompt from November/Write a Poem a Day: http://bit.ly/cHvvGJ
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Prompt from November/Write a Poem a Day: http://bit.ly/a0Icm8
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I tried to put your eyes in, time and time again, when the sun was melting you I tried to make you see through black coal, but you couldn’t and ..
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I want the literary lifelost within its pagesthat are somewhere between bookendsand a smoking pipeand again, I stoke the fireI warm my feeton the dog,..
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prompt from November/Write a Poem a Day: http://bit.ly/cbnAPh
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I am found around the roomyour shirt onand I like to wear ityou look good on methe all of youthat I willingly slip into,so unafraidI am the buttonstha..
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Sweet LoveHow you elude meI have looked for you alwaysYet, you are unattainable, and I am left wantingYearning, I am emptySearching endlesslyBut you a..
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