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Coffee and Bagels every Saturday morning
Smooches before dawn
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Kim was the tall one
A Billy Joel freak
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Sea salt is tasted on the tongue White life guard stands and purple flags
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Trust and comfort
Pasta warm off the Oven
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A musky flower Warmth, collapsed inside:
by PoetryGirl26
29 lines, 4 comments,
on Nov 28 8:20 AM 2008
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Walks across Westborough
Poetry Critiques, Movie Nights and Valentines Day Fights
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“Blue. Like the color you see in a sunset With a bit of purple splattered in the middle”
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Laughter is heard His hands shake the dirt underneath his fingernails
by PoetryGirl26
30 lines, 3 comments,
on Oct 21 9:34 AM 2008
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I hate how much you made me believe
I hate your quiet voice and lonely demeanor
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Vodka or Bud Light Lime
Fun consists of heartbreak
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Breathe short Breaths Move forward, keep breathing-never hide
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They were the first girls to ever call me sister Becca liked boys and she never let one linger on the dance floor
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Walking across campus at night
The stars reflect off the black lamp posts
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The rain is like my pencil, erasing a bad verb choice.
I’ve finally found the right adjective to describe that stare
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How do you tell the one person you can’t live without that you think they’re….that person?
I’ve written numerous “Dear John” letters
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A game, I think its chess but it may also be footsy
They play it well, she’s nervous, he’s in control (or so he thinks)
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Crushed flowers, forgotten movie stubs, and ripped photographs
Are all reminders that we’re over
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It is a rebirth of the butterflies
My heart is fluttering
by PoetryGirl26
16 lines, 2 comments,
on Feb 17 9:50 PM 2008
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If I told you everything that scares me
You’d laugh in my face
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I forget sometimes that this picture in my head of the be-all-end-all guy
Is never really there, or rather he is found in you
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Sun shivers, fallen bruises from the stars
They adorn my back and shoulders
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My fingers can still trace your face inside my memory
My smile can still taste the musky goodness of your kiss
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If I counted all the times I’ve cried
In the places we once laughed
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Familiar objects turn foreign
Your smile fades into the back of my memory
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A Helium balloon floats
Further away from the shoreline,
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Fiery eyes dim quickly / When heartache comes in by force / She was soft and delicate / So his rough edges added spunk (until he went overboard and hurt her…) / / I fell in love with him because of his problems
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In the fading shadows of sunlight I count my body debris
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As I look out at the river...I see beauty Beauty that is depleeting
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just kinda fed up with situations beyond my control lately.
by PoetryGirl26
25 lines, 2 comments,
on Feb 19 9:55 PM 2007
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Time collapses when you fold me into your upper limbs Fairytales are so overly scripted, faded, and raw
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Subways are the most romanic forms of transportation In America
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I fade into memories so fresh I can still capture your hair across my face
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Splinters
Frost on the court yard
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