John Byrd
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9/11A Poem by John ByrdWhen I see her I imaginea building falling down.I am the building.A plan crashed into the building.She is the plane.There are people being crushed by .. |
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Before it's too LateA Poem by John ByrdWhite walls.Plenty of time,Is what the boy thinks.He can't swimBut he jumps in the poolAnd hopes he doesn't sink.The pool has white walls.Blankness is.. |
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Coincidences don't ExistA Poem by John ByrdNo Fear. Full Trust.Her eyes are what he loved.Sometimes green.Sometimes blue.But they never made me blue.They were green to remind meHow she treated .. |
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Life in PrisonA Poem by John ByrdI am like a fortress you can’t tell what’s going on inside of me I like to keep it all in overflowing my cup runneth over .. |
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Letting GoA Poem by John ByrdThey say if you love something you have to let it goI’m saying if it comes back it’s meant to be.You’ll just have to wait and see.It.. |
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FlowetryA Poem by John ByrdThe words just flow.Language is just so beautiful.They can send chills down your spine.Give you Goosebumps when it’s that real.Or make that big .. |
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Note to SelfA Poem by John ByrdAs I sit and watch you cry.You spill your pain in my lap.I hope you know I’m taking noteReflecting on my own past actions.Taking note on what no.. |
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My AngelA Poem by John ByrdI see you and my day gets better. You speak and all I hear are beautiful melodies. When you smile I have to sit down. A smile so bright, m.. |
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Your EyesA Poem by John ByrdAs I look into those sweet innocent eyesI can’t help but crack a smile.Pure beauty.Rare beauty.Please don’t blow me away with it.I don&rsq.. |
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HerA Poem by John ByrdA touch of her lips is like a cold drink of water after a 5 mile run. Her hips are like the start of where the flower blossoms. The start of b.. |
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