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Have the biggest eyes that see right into your soul and back again.Offer a steady shoulder to cry on.Remember that listening is sometimes better than ..
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The sky turns a deep shade of blueas the golden leaves spiral down around us.I step with my horse over a wooden bridge,marveling at the surrounding fo..
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See you soon.See you.Were the last words you said.To me.Though your eyes spokewhat you couldnot say.Goodbye, forever.Goodbye.Forever.
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So this poem is about dance. For me, I use dance to make art of my life, and I hope you all have something that makes you truly you.
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It's terrible, really.The life we live.Fake.But perfect.It's wonderful, really.The dreams I once had.golden.But so far out of reach.
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So this poem is a personal one, as are most writing pieces. I would like to hear your feedback, and if there's anyone out there with any stories to te..
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I am running, Faster,Faster.Trying desperately to reachYou.Only to figure outThat you areUnreachable.Too late.I am graspingAt Nothing butThe mist,Sear..
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A steady stream of waterRains down on me from aboveSteaming.Burning.Cleansing.Glass kisseshurt.They leavebruises.Black,blue,and purple.Love.On myskin,..
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