Poem -

sofT kicKs to tHe HeAd

Soft Kicks to
The Head.
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Her Kisses
were
Soft Kicks to
The Head.

Like
Early
Morning
Cigarettes

before
Coffee.

Or..

A
Mind
Breaking

Once the
HearT
is
Dead!

(I told you
The Reaper
would'nt
Stop Me.)

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yet
ironically
(it seems)

This Hell
We Share
is
preferable!

(to The
Heaven
Others
Dream.)

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I don't
trust
it
when
Her
Eyes Puke
Love..

because
they
scarcely
seem
Aware..

of
Those
Devils
Plotting
Up
Above!

(writing
Their
Curses
in
The Air.)

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I
didn't
tell her
She was
Beautiful
Today.

and
so

The
World
Ended.

(for a
While.)

until
She lost
the inner
Strength to
Pray!

(and
Vowed
to
Never
Laugh
or
Smile.)

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Her
Silence
Now
Screams
Within
My Head.

tis

A
Late
Night
Party

(intended
for
One.)

or
A
Moon
Weeping
After
The
World
is
Dead!!

(I
told
you
Love
would
soon be
Done.)

j.stephen.h.

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GREG TUCKER

Eyes puke love! I just the metaphor that no one has used before.   This incredible 

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