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Why did you leave him?
Have you always known about his lies?
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The attic is dirty, full of
ratty boxes full of ratty things.
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I curled up next to you
while you typed away,
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Lenses, glasses. / Look through one pair: / Only to pull them off / For they make you dizzy. / Look through another: / Sharp images, perfect! / No more blurry faces. / Look through yet another pair: / Nothing
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A grin and a joke, / In varying shades of green. / He laughs, and so do we. / Brown-skinned, dark hair. / A smile, an argument: / Proudly Filipina. / Smiles and frowns, / Friendship and grudges running
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you look gorgeous, / as always. / that signature smile / of yours / is still there. / I miss the twinkle of your eyes.
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The moon’s risen sometime ago, / ‘Fore my walk in the woods below. / I haven’t seen the sky so clear, / The stars and moon but a faint glow
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"No more pencils, / no more books, / no more teacher's dirty looks!" / Summer vacation / has finally arrived: / a break from studying, / a
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Love is a well-trodden path in the woods / soon after it has rained. / It is a familiar trail, predictable / green plant life and brown ear
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What is the definition of art? / Is there even a definition? / Who has the right to define art? / Is there a phrase to that gives a solid explanation? / Art has been said to be part of many a tradition, / In th
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First, just smile / And say with conviction, / "I can do it." / Then take the hand / Silently asking / For the warmth of yours, / And say that / "We'll get through this, / You and I." / Third, allow yourself
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On the floor is a comforter, / a rich navy blue / Embroidered with silver stars, / a yellow sun and a blue moon. / Nearby is a pile / of we
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There are things I have told you, / That I wish I never said. / There are things I have told you, / That I wish I could restate. / There are things I never told you, / That I sourly wish I had said. / There are st
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I can never fall in love with you, / Because of all the things you've done. / Even though they force me to, / I can never fall in love with you. / You are one I'd rather bid adieu, / Rather than marry you
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You’re neither Brad Pitt nor Tom Cruise, / Or even George Clooney / But to the same fine species of man, / You definitely belong. / Your ey
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You are an angel to me, / The one who can make me smile. / You are the one to whom I can flee, / You are an angel to me. / Your ears are always ready, / You help me see that life isn't so vile. / You are an angel
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Stuck at thirty, / never to age. / Several inches / floating over the floor, / pleading for help / with tear-filled eyes. / I see you, I cr
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bright scarlet / she paints / on her thin lips / tp complement / her hair: / she is a strawberry blonde / tonight. / lush purple, / expensi
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wrinkled circles / mar the corners, / tasting and smelling / vaguely of salt. / a perfect letter, / right down / to the periods / and commas. / a perfect lie, / on the brink of truth: / yet wrinkled circle
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Whatever happened to you? / Where have your glory days gone? / You're just an unmoving blob on the sofa, / staring into an endless void kno
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vowels and consonants / foreign to my ears / spill easily from / your tongue; / as familiar strings / os syllables / leave my lips / to ent
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i'm / drowning / in a neverending sea / of stars / trying / (in vain) / to find you.
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I still kissed him... / even though I knew / what'll happen.
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soft, baby hands / guide you gently / to apple green fields / and aqua skies, / tiny smiles / tug at your lips / as you both traverse / fie
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Don't forget the take-out, / he feels romantic tonight. / Don't forget the take-out, / he thinks he can cook tonight.
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breathe in the last moments of the night, / savor the cool touch of the silvery moon... / and prepare to be greeted by the soft rays of daw
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Trains go by / and I wonder / where you are. / Are you in / one of those cars, / one of the blurry faces / rushing past? / Or maybe / you're still getting / a ticket; / a frustrated one / stuck behind
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solid, hard, and still quite warm... / she walks, treads on the brand new / black asphalt road. / she's just a child, / a little girl, a to
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she never cheated. / her tears and excuses were real. / it was I who cheated. / it were my tears and excuses that were fake. / / I'm not s
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HADES / I saw you in the fields of green, singing, / Planting flowers, sunlight kissing your chocolate hair. / Uncontrollable, I sprung from my seclusion, and / Threw you against me! Fled home to Tartarus, the perfect
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cloth crinkled / permanently, almost / by her tight grip... / her clenched fists / damp with sweat, / which also trickles / down her forehead. / her lips move rapidly: / both in silence / and in pained shrie
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he holds her close, / offering warmth from the rain, / trying to hug the pain away. / "don't die..." he pleads over and over, / and she replies at last: "don't forget me."
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angels fall though they have wings... what chance do we have?
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gentle rays peek through your curtain,
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