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Do you feel her?
A Poem by
CK Kimball
Do you feel her? Do you embrace her like a warm blanket in the cold? She is all around. Colors collide in a symphony of explosive hues in the sk..
HER
A Poem by
CK Kimball
I control the weather. My tears are the rain. I created the world you know. Yet no one knows my name. I am the trees that fill the forests. ..
loaf.
A Poem by
CK Kimball
I am a depression loaf. Knead me into what is needed. While I lie here and wonder “What is the meaning of it all?” The meaning is n..
With love
A Poem by
CK Kimball
Copper eyes and down turned smile. He came back more than once in awhile. The tune he sings as he twists his ring, sounds like a haunting sea melo..
Two snakes
A Poem by
CK Kimball
Haze and phase was just a craze. - This air tastes of failure and meat. Lying back in fluffed cushions filled with sand. - The golden winged drag..
I am still mourning.
A Poem by
CK Kimball
I am still mourning. But not for you. I am still mourning. Who I once was. Who I could have been. And who we will never be. But I don&..
enemy of my enemy
A Poem by
CK Kimball
This is not the ending. Nor is it the beginning. You are the beginning of the end. The penance from eons of sin. Seven signs and plagues, di..
Mental ramblings.
A Poem by
CK Kimball
The battle of good and evil is a story that spans pre written word. There’s always a fight,a constant struggle between aprotagonist and an anta..
Ax to grind
A Story by
CK Kimball
Love - What a crock. I knew from a young age before I had discovered" that love was a bullshit lie that was fabricated to make f*****g ..
Pin Cushion
A Poem by
CK Kimball
Been used and abused - Every definition of the word .My heart can’t take being shattered again. Should just back away now and live in solitude...
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