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Time is what I’m craving… I’m running out of it in my savings… if it runs out I’l leave my initials, a personalized en..

In order to be a mother me, you gotta deal with all parts of me. Don’t leave out that front door when the going gets tough, or when I’m tr..

This life is mine, it checked my id at the door; they verified it was me and let me receive entry. This life is mine… I don’t have to ..

My last bar fight… happened last night… a world premiere and in the limelight. My thoughts were sitting at the bar, but soon things went..

This blue whale is laying heavy on my chest making it hard to breathe, I’m at the bottom of the ocean and it’s getting really difficult to..

When you make it home… take your shoes off at the door, you don’t want to track all the mess of the world get on your hardwood floors wit..

Looking bontia means so much more than appearance, but truly I don’t think people see the difference. Maybe it’s because the reflection on..

Metaphors don’t always have to rhyme, they say if you don’t then it’s a crime. The rules in poetry is like having chains and shackle..

I have this God moment when I try to right my wrongs as I see them running across my lawn; but they never leave me alone even when it’s the crac..

This tourniquet is squeezing me tight, maybe if it’s tight enough it may eventually give me life. I feel all the tension coming to the surface a..