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  • .beneath.the.page.
    Her poet cry is all
    by writonthebody 7 lines, 2 comments, on May 29 6:39 AM 2008. In Thoughts
  • .swallow.
    I spent today with
    my heart in my
    by writonthebody 28 lines, 4 comments, on Apr 30 9:46 PM 2008
  • .half.as.far.
    sharp slants of sun slither through the grass at evenings onset
    by writonthebody 24 lines, 3 comments, on Apr 29 6:31 PM 2008. In Personal, Love, Pain, Sad, Spiritual, Thoughts
  • .eating.sunlight.
    I thought about how it hides the stars.
    by writonthebody 11 lines, 1 comment, on Apr 25 11:50 PM 2008
  • .casualties.
    the mass distraction of millions
    and the destruction of one
    by writonthebody 55 lines, 2 comments, on Sep 6 7:19 PM 2007. In Lyrics, Personal, Love, Pain
  • .aftermath.
    but still I reach
    a war cry on my lips
    by writonthebody 51 lines, 1 comment, on Aug 2 12:06 AM 2007
  • .mid-everything.
    so many days/so many hours/lost in trying to forget
    and the one thing i tried to lose/is the one thing i can't forget
    by writonthebody 33 lines, 5 comments, on Aug 1 11:48 PM 2007. In Personal, Thoughts, Love
  • .Stones.
    If I could remember
    just where to dig
    I could find all the stones
    by writonthebody 54 lines, 3 comments, on May 12 4:09 PM 2007. In Personal, Spiritual, Nature, Sad, Hope
  • .The.Life.Of.Death.
    Mourning is for death / but death has many forms / and its arms reach out to grasp you / though your skin has barely warmed / / The life of grief is long / for its only death is ours / and I shall mourn this s
    by writonthebody 10 lines, 3 comments, on May 7 10:21 PM 2007. In Angst, Personal, Sad, Thoughts, Dark
  • .Windchimes.
    Sunlight streaming through bamboo shoots. Flickering behind the stalks and passing clouds. Air crisp in its ultimate Autumn-ness. Like biti
    by writonthebody 26 lines, 4 comments, on Dec 21 10:25 PM 2006. In poem/story
  • .the.unbearable.lightness.of.being.
    At times I smell of fire
    because smoke is in my blood.
    by writonthebody 28 lines, 6 comments, on Nov 9 1:57 PM 2006. In Personal, Other, Nature
  • .half.
    The first time I kissed a man-
    I found my soul
    by writonthebody 10 lines, 4 comments, on Nov 9 1:35 PM 2006. In Personal, Society
  • .degrees.
    I often wonder
    if I should write about me-
    by writonthebody 5 lines, on Nov 9 1:33 PM 2006. In Personal
  • .still.
    there is a stillness
    in the moment
    by writonthebody 29 lines, 2 comments, on Oct 26 2:15 PM 2006. In Love
  • .answer.
    I write your name.
    the way a child
    by writonthebody 19 lines, 8 comments, on Oct 24 10:25 AM 2006. In Personal, Love, Hope
  • .worms.
    i ask the question-
    though i don't care
    by writonthebody 16 lines, 1 comment, on Oct 15 8:39 PM 2006. In Personal
  • .writ.in.red.
    The paper sticks to my tongue
    but the drops won't come
    by writonthebody 33 lines, 8 comments, on Sep 27 6:44 PM 2006. In Angst
  • .Dancers.
    Conversation was ballet-
    And we, just the dancers
    by writonthebody 59 lines, 9 comments, on Aug 28 7:55 AM 2006. In Love
  • .promise.
    There's a glow falling off the leaves
    thrown by the fire-
    by writonthebody 35 lines, 1 comment, on Aug 9 10:43 AM 2006. In Love
  • .glass.
    Beauty is the piece of glass
    I hold in my hand
    by writonthebody 3 lines, 12 comments, on Feb 6 1:20 PM 2006. In Personal
  • .threads.
    I am cutting the strings today
    One by one they've been fraying-
    by writonthebody 21 lines, 5 comments, on Dec 17 2:18 PM 2005. In Sad
  • .under.the.stars.
    The last time I slept under the stars
    I remember thinking
    by writonthebody 7 lines, 3 comments, on Nov 15 5:20 PM 2005. In Dark
  • .cloaked.
    So far I've been gentle
    So far I've been kind
    by writonthebody 11 lines, on Nov 14 5:48 PM 2005. In Dark
  • .stare.
    I reach for the sick feeling in the pit of my stomach
    just to see if it's still there
    by writonthebody 6 lines, 1 comment, on Nov 14 5:44 PM 2005. In Love
  • .crushed.
    Today I was a person.
    I don't do it often.
    by writonthebody 38 lines, 7 comments, on Oct 11 5:52 PM 2005. In Sad
  • .locked.against.your.coming.
    How saddening
    to return home
    by writonthebody 11 lines, 4 comments, on Oct 11 5:37 PM 2005. In Sad
  • .holding.on.
    I can see it in the hollow of their eyes
    the look of a person who's already died.
    by writonthebody 29 lines, 2 comments, on Sep 4 4:20 PM 2005. In Other
  • .bait.
    your hand
    slips
    by writonthebody 7 lines, 4 comments, on Jul 3 7:37 AM 2005. In Love
  • .wordless.
    And there's just no way to explain it-
    This thing called Death.
    by writonthebody 5 lines, 2 comments, on Jun 14 8:13 AM 2005. In Dark
  • .handprints.
    "some people will believe in you
    regardless if you want them to
    by writonthebody 33 lines, 4 comments, on May 6 10:13 AM 2005. In Dark
  • .mourning.
    it's seven am.
    and it's unfair.
    by writonthebody 13 lines, 2 comments, on Mar 30 8:32 AM 2005. In Personal
  • .saw.it.coming.
    you don't have to run from me
    i say in my head...
    by writonthebody 28 lines, 7 comments, on Feb 13 9:54 PM 2005. In Love
  • .claws.
    oh it breaks
    it breaks so hard
    by writonthebody 17 lines, 3 comments, on Jan 5 11:15 PM 2005. In Dark
  • .fingerprints.
    i can feel his fingerprints
    sliding slowly down my neck
    by writonthebody 9 lines, 2 comments, on Jan 5 11:07 PM 2005. In Dark
  • .Life.Brutality.
    I want to live life
    Violently.
    by writonthebody 22 lines, 3 comments, on Dec 7 8:50 PM 2004. In Other
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