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Her eyes carrieda certain kindof silence and desire, that beggedand yet screamed outto be heardand understood.I felt as if I was who she was thinking ..
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I think about you in the morning,When my eyes first open.Sometimes my heart will flutter,Without any warning.I think about you mid day,When I'm doing ..
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The day we meet I look forward too.What will it be like to be next to you?Your soft lips, and deepintenseeyes,calling my name to come sit by your side..
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We all grow up, there is no doubt.We sometimes forget though, what it's all about.We were all born as babies, we all started out new.We seen with our ..
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I am lost in this person I am supposed to be,this person who society expects me to be.I'm a woman with extreme sensitivity,intense emotions that consu..
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A kiss,is just a simple kiss.That is,until it sets your heart ablaze!
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Her eyes are like warm flickering of candles,growing intensely with heat.They have so much to tell,though it would be only a treat.If she could tell m..
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I wrote this poem after my grandpa passed away in December of 2013.
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This poem was written by me when my grandfather was suffering with Alzheimer's disease. This was written from the eyes of someone with Alzheimer's.
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The color of the leaves change by her blindly deep emotions,no others can see this as much as I.She holds on tight with all of who she is,all of what ..
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