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What we had was a chipped tooth
and the blood stains visible on the ground. -
I know you have your faults
Your crime and poverty -
That summer our house was so humid that my sisters and I
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It's a place so small,
Some wouldn't know, -
Those streets though misted by the dewy kisses of the past
As still etched on memory ,engraved on soul -
My view of the current United States of America
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I have just entered the threshold of your life n home
I am the most recent chapter of life's changes -
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I’m running. It’s all I know; I run from danger, I run to shelter, I run for food, I run for life.
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A feathered autumn's bluer wish
for gold in warmer shadow, -
where did it go?
that awesome relationship we hadby lizzard 34 lines, on Sep 11 3:03 PM. In relationships, father, dad, tears, sad personal, hope, safety, scared, home -
by An Old Codger 42 lines, 7 comments, on Sep 3 3:52 PM. In Contest, Life, Memories, Home, Thoughts, Lost in thought, My life, Longing
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I wrote this in 8th grade and all my friends loved it. I went to this place once in my dreams.
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In my heart
I'd put wordsby A-Sky-Lark 20 lines, 1 comment, on Aug 11 10:41 PM. In Personal, Thoughts, Home, Friendship, Love, Sad -
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I see the paint on the road
blur -
I can not work because I can not walk a straight line,
I feel like I just drank 40 gallons of homemade Kentucky wine -
May’s sharp fear crooking my shoulder, while winds battle outside.
We pack hemp and crates for the winter, -
Little by little, tiny pieces join and uncrush
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There's a hope and a place for me
Beyond the sunlight -
Have you ever seen my town?
A small town by the stunning long island soundby xXmiserysecretXx 24 lines, 2 comments, on Jun 19 7:55 PM. In home, Lost in thought, Society, My own style -
Knock knock knock
Unlocked -
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I didn’t know what I had lost
Until it vanished, and the -
Mountain Dweller
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The jagged peaks of the mountains rise
Touching the delicate clouds -
Where attached leaves touch the ground.
Where Suns streak upon thy face. -
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Home isn't my home because i fear it
i run and scream in my dreams wishing someone would take me awayby pattynadig 8 lines, 1 comment, on May 5 7:30 PM. In home, cutting, self-harm, death, sad, depression, freedom -
Light womblike warm, tangerine tinted as if passing through skin...
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The all consuming silence
A torn blanket around my arms
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