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I wish my poems wrote like windsThat blew straight through my penOr like pretty proseAbout some pretty roseI stopped to smell the scentBut truth be to..
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So close, I am, to being freeTo reach that immortalityof boundless youthAnd endless yearsUntouched, as yet,By 'grown up' fears.So close, I am, to reac..
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As soon as he was through the door,He wrapped me in his arms.With one kiss he begged for more.And though I knew it did me harm,I took him lightly by t..
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Sometimes I forgetJust getting out of bedThe little victoriesI overcame the dread.Sometimes I forgetThat today I did do wellI had something to eatThe ..
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My mind is full of you,unwanted invader.You wormed your way inOn sweet wordsand promises of sin.I want you gone,handsome parasite.I cast you from my h..
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For Pauline.
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A remnant of you is left on my pillowAfter you've gone, it still comforts meI relish it as I relished youThe morning reminder a fragrant dew.When we e..
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I hate you, you twatYou self obsessed schmuckI deserve to be treasuredYou ignorant f**k.You make me feel cheap and dirty and shitWith your selfish ref..
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Today I sang and laughed with gleeBut it was not the Christmas cheerThat made me so relieved you seeIt was my own, and secret, fearAmid the singing cr..
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I let the music infuse me,
it seeps into my skin and fills me with fire.
First we are slow and sweet
Gentle kisses, soft caresses
I slide..
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