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I was a queen.
So the wild rumpus…began.
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The second piece in a series of Element essays.
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God loves each of us as if there were only one of us. ~St. Augustine
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Ah, the joys of being single. 
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This is a poem that reads the exact same thing backward and front. It was hard to do, but I think its a good write.
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Melpomene and I are neighbors.
she is a dark beauty, with
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A poem for a friend about their descent and redemption from the dark world of heroin addiction
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He’s beautiful. / In his tattered thrift store / Jeans that sheath his / Slim hips as he / Cradles his guitar. / His fast, practiced fingers / Caressing the strings, / L
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It began too soon, started too late, / Ended too fast / Not built to last, / A far off dream / Not what it seemed. / Then Once Upon a Time
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I want to hate you. / But I can’t. / It burns in my veins, / scalds my tongue. / Is it dangerous to hold in / such rage? / / My eyes despise / the very sight of you, / but each time, they see / they cal
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Why is the tapestry unraveling / just as we come together? / Adam and Eve, Cupid and Psyche / Hades and his Persephone. / Why is all Light
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The original poem was going to be called "Daughter of the Trickster God." still working on that one.
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I came up with this, its based on Jane Yolen's "Fat is not a fairy tale"
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A bragging poem, because I have low self esteem.
by Heartless Angel
98 lines, 6 comments,
on Feb 12 11:25 AM 2007. In Angst, Dark, Fantasy, Hope, Life, Love, Nature, Other, Personal, Thoughts
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This poem sucks and looks long, but it might make you think. Please read it
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You'll find the City breaths,
talks, smells, tastes, lives.
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I am the ocean
and you are the shore.
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I guess that's how it is..
to be Ms.Perfect
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Why do I write?
I write because I can't dance.
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The flowers call for me
in their sad voices
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She's my Life and Universe,
but to her I'm just a tree.
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This is yet another poem for the guy I'm in love with.
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You take my hand, I'll beat all,
it's the final act of my curtain call.
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I told you all about my life..
the Confessions of a Shadow
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What can I tell you about my God?
He loves me, for who I am.
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I'll just bask in the warmth
Of this loving, wanted fire
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call me a romantic, but it's true
With eyes met, and background music.
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A baby is not a consequence
it is a blessing
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