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Torn Apart

My life has seen many of things but lately I have been blind
blinded by the tragedies of many of...

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To finally get life right

Ready for that change

I've learned a new kind of pain,
One that I've never felt before,
My heart is extra heavy,...

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Little sister

For Emily

lost in the crowd,
lost inside my own world,
suffocating in my own home,
wearing...

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Destiny

Destiny


Do not tread lightly your path through destiny,
nor falter along the way, though you be...

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Dedicated to Dad

Dedicated to Dad

Dear dad you left
me without a word
to say it was so devastating,
and so sad.
...

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gloriously flawed

Tis my fear that the angels
Will change you somehow
Tarnish you maybe
Too bright with...

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Candle in Our Hearts

Candle in Our Hearts

Light a candle that burns brightly
Shining light and hope into the hearts of millions of people...

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Everyone nose, I haint no...

Everyone nose, I haint no otolaryngologist

Nonetheless this bard arse feels gratitude
courtesy Laurence V. Cramer, D.O.
without cerumen...

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WE are NOT home

Don't know why anyone
finds it strange
or misshapen
Aloneness...is none of this...

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Sea

The sea will not calm
The sea will not still
The sea will not reason
She crushes and...

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it's my party and I&...

It's been sixteen months
and you're still dead
It's the only thought in my
broken...

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upon midnight

upon midnight

and barefoot stroll
upon midnight past
where cast of moon
haunts broken glass
...

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Many Molds

Rely on regions to dictate your outcome. Your identity within a specific area cross referenced with many...

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Mindful

Souls sold are worth their weight in purpose...

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Late Spring, Early Summer

Late Spring, Early Summer

Forged by soft sunlight
your hair of flowing
grasses and wild rose,
weaves dreams in...

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Till the gates of gold

transcending never ending as the wind blows threw me
does she still love me
Trancending never...

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My Little Chickadee.

What came first.
The word.
Chicken.
Or.
The word.
Egg.
I hope...