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The Prince of the South and the Queen of Hartman Castle
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I saw your name,
it made me smile;
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Dear Jessi, please don't scare, I'm right here so please don't dispair.
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Crassage tickets photos dress too much money I do confess
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I texted you today asked if you were at school,
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Though some have changed, and some are gone forever,
by AM Cochran
43 lines, 1 comment,
on Dec 14 2:20 PM 2008
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I've often wondered, Isn't it queer,
by AM Cochran
73 lines, 3 comments,
on Nov 29 12:29 PM 2008
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Roses are red, and Violets are blue,
by AM Cochran
53 lines, 2 comments,
on Nov 29 12:09 PM 2008
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Movies sit unfinished, Stories have no end,
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Once upon a time in a far away land, there was a boy with a book in his hand.
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If I wrote a poem,
to tell you how I feel,
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close your eyes,
imagine a face,
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two months,
and I still hear your voice ring,
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Inspired by the poem "Chicago" by Carl Sandburg
http://carl-sandburg.com/chicago.htm
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Consider them marc'd,
consider them noted,
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Marc your words,
remember forever,
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A sound echoes through the air,
a steady tick tick tick tock,
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Imagine you've lost your inspiration,
can you write a thing?
by AM Cochran
53 lines, 1 comment,
on Dec 26 11:11 PM 2007
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Oh amiga,
Donde estan las dias,
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Remember that time I wrote a song,
a poem just for you;
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love triangles stink 
by AM Cochran
7 lines, 3 comments,
on Dec 18 7:16 PM 2007
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for asking Tishy out. ^.^
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I don't know why I think like this,
I don't know why I dream,
by AM Cochran
50 lines, 1 comment,
on Dec 15 7:03 PM 2007
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Poetry is love, Poetry is hate, poetry is every single feeling you can ever relate.
What is poetry you ask? It's a fiery burning knife. When your heart and soul are dying, Poetry is life.
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I think I have a secret,
but don't know who to tell,
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red roses laugh,
blue roses lie,
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Where were you when the lights went out?
Did you hear me scream and shout?
by AM Cochran
28 lines, 2 comments,
on Sep 5 9:32 PM 2007
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light a fire
and watch it burn
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I don't care what you think of me,
as you sit and stare,
by AM Cochran
25 lines, 1 comment,
on Aug 28 8:03 PM 2007
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I wrote for you a poem,
but like it you did not,
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yellow roses never die,
their colour lingers on,
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Things have changed,
and changed quite fast,
by AM Cochran
17 lines, 1 comment,
on Aug 26 10:56 PM 2007
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