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Trapped in a flying city
With no way of escape.
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I remember standing in the kitchen
Stretching on the very top of my tiptoes...
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By day one way,
by night another.
by Charity Ann
28 lines, 4 comments,
on Apr 25 10:02 AM 2008
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Take me to Kauffman Stadium
Even without a crowd
by Charity Ann
17 lines, 5 comments,
on Apr 10 6:30 PM 2008
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Wandering the halls of my mind
Empty regrets,
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Your love makes me sick!
Words like reguritated poison
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Do you exist?
Are you near?
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There she rests,
Lumbering through the cold, frothy waves.
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Thirteen daily reminders
The brain doesn't always follow
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Drip, drip, drip...
My chocolate colored concoction
by Charity Ann
13 lines, 8 comments,
on Mar 17 12:26 PM 2008
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Sweet, sunny, shining days
Iced tea so cold you shiver.
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Staring down the barrel of a gun
Click, click, the trigger cocked.
by Charity Ann
5 lines, 4 comments,
on Mar 13 11:46 AM 2008
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I stare at your ashen face
Cold, young, alone
by Charity Ann
3 lines, 1 comment,
on Mar 13 10:57 AM 2008
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My whoring heart
For sale to the highest bidder,
by Charity Ann
4 lines, 9 comments,
on Mar 13 9:11 AM 2008
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Attacked on every side
No where to run
by Charity Ann
4 lines, 5 comments,
on Mar 12 8:54 PM 2008
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All things are never equal
And all paths are not the same.
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There she rests,
In calm repose
by Charity Ann
5 lines, 7 comments,
on Mar 4 11:08 AM 2008
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December 17, 2005 was a day I'll never forget.
It snowed...
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Rotten, reprobate, dubiously depraved...unwilling to depart
Exploiting those who sought comfort as her guest
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I want to tell you what I feel
But I don't know where to start.
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A fitting tribute
I'm not sure there is such a thing.
by Charity Ann
48 lines, 4 comments,
on Feb 13 8:33 PM 2008
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I stand on the outside looking in
The world within the glass casts a strange spell over me
by Charity Ann
28 lines, 16 comments,
on Feb 11 11:09 AM 2008
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Saying goodbye is the easy part
Moving on is a delicate art.
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What I believe is too complex for words.
It's part of me...part of the fiber of my being.
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I remember when we heard...
I was with your parents, celbrating the new year.
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I'm here once again, back at this place
Where I think I've reached the end.
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Traveling through your symmetry...
Ambiguous depth.
by Charity Ann
5 lines, 3 comments,
on Feb 4 7:24 PM 2008
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Tangible...
A tactile emotion
by Charity Ann
7 lines, 3 comments,
on Feb 1 8:58 PM 2008
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