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Thoughts on grief. Thoughts about what happens once the funeral is over.
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One of the hurricanes in the early oughts, lots of wind and rain - tidal waves threatening to breach the sound and sweep away cars.
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From an admirer of astrological earth signs, a confession.
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Emptiness - this hollow shell.Fuel ignited, contained deep within this hell.Yearning - a burning I cannot escape;One lousy kiss, and it's a sealed fat..
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Her hands held bulbs as they were lowered into soil,Small gifts of life ready to become...more.In rows, protruding lines, she planted all spring.Hyaci..
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POV experimentation
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All my thoughts belong to you,A fire fuelled between us two.I don't know how to say these lines,Anxiousness has me tongue tied.Nerve, a strength, I ha..
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Your reaction settled into my mouth,Sand-like and distant.A tell you never knew you had,Being too sweet and overly affectionate.I said I love you.You ..
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Here's to those dreams too bright to handle,Those ones that became wishes blown out on candles.To the lovers of falling stars,All the way to speeding ..
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Degrees of separation -Varying shapes of trepidation.A dishonest man bearing his heart,Shrouding his meager intention...But a lonely mind does not lac..
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