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I DID NOT PUT YOU THERE TO LET YOU BECOME CORRUPTED BY THOSE PAST FEELINGS. ...I PROMISE.
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Writing poetry helps a lot; I am able to productively express my emotions through creative words. Whether these words reflect love or hate,
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Hi Cathy,
My poetic muse is still in hiding, but there is something I do each year at Christmas I wanted to share with you.
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"The world is such a terribly horrible place..."
Why is it terrible. What part should I play in this terrible world? It doesn't make sense to continue questioning a question, especially one so deceivingly simple in i
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Victim: there is no word more vile, in any culture or language, in any corner of human enterprise. Yet the news reports tragedy w
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Across the ballroom you catch my eye, an unforgettable sight,
Standing humble and alone, freely watching the couples on the dance floor,
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The water droplets that slip down your form reflect sunlight, chasing prisms across your back.
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Alone on a dark country road, I could see them in the distance. They were tearing apart a bag of garbage, next to the farmer’s mail box, at
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Dear Chris-
I was only the young age of 14 when I met you and even with an unfaithful and unsure heart I knew you were different then the rest of the boys. You are God sent, Chris. I was convinced of that ever since the
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It was the sigh I heard
in crushing the petals beneath my feet,
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The phone rang, shrill, piercing…
feet seemed to glide over hard
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On the train, you kept trying to make prolonged eye contact with me, and I didn’t say a word.
by Vacancy
37 lines, 5 comments,
on Apr 16 6:25 AM. In Prose
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