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Smoke-Stung
A Poem by
Laura
I left a friend behind me today But I truly don't think he saw And smoke stings my eyes once more As it flows from my lips To blacken yet another ..
End to Obligation
A Poem by
Laura
His sincerity has claws And it cuts deep into me I can smell the blood on his vampire lips And when he kissed me I tasted the poison he left A po..
How
A Poem by
Laura
So there is not much left and we sit and talk a while We make believe its the same Mr. Word-Man With that 69 symbol on his forehead He passes by a..
On My Way, All Over Again
A Poem by
Laura
This picture can tell you a story of me Dead flowers crunch under my feet On my way All over again 2 a.m. Piling up the car I think Mom and Dad ..
Opposite Action
A Poem by
Laura
Sweetest Simple Crawl inside your imaginative novel Asking yourself -Is this something I could do? Disturbed responses Return from a clustered m..
Somehow
A Poem by
Laura
I hung onto thought My little cancer stick Breathing for me portable respirator infecting me I would write my note Take my death If it would ..
Ashes
A Poem by
Laura
He sifted through the ashes Until he was burnt as well He knew how to speak Until my darkness was his to own He badgered me until my own depth h..
Wicked Angel
A Poem by
Laura
He prefers that I be agreeable and lay there like some wicked angel. He would rather be locked in with my tainted innocence and romanticize that he, t..
Shades Of You
A Poem by
Laura
I think that everyone has that love that they carry with them thoughout their entire life.
A World Without Lightning
A Poem by
Laura
I once compared us to a storm A storm that strikes throughout the life of a tree weakening it's branches always leaving a touch of regret from ..
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