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 The blood streamed in his eyes, the fiery tears of pain, his sorrows took him over, but they didnt play the game, he leapt up off the tower... [read more] |
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You mormons just dont get it, i dont want your stupid book, stop bothering me about it or ill toss ya in a brook and cook you all up in my s... [read more] |
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michelle my friend so young and yet has a baby to tend. She seems so sad and lost i thought, but sometimes she smiles and laughs alot. T... [read more] |
 As you sit back and look at your life, there’s always a love that sticks out in your mind The one you were sure of and felt every ounce of... [read more] |
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I walk in darkness and despair, with nothing left for which i care. My dreams are shattered and the tears that i weep, go unseen by anybody... [read more] |
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When you see your life and its not what you planed it to be take a moment and look at the very essence of what its become learn form your m... [read more] |
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i feel the morning, the morning breeze. i get off my feet and onto my knees. The poems are like music they sing to me! so go outside and rec... [read more] |
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A poem is a part of me a part of me it is so when your listening to poetry your listening to a part of me ! [read more] |
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When the clouds part and the sun shines down upon the girl with the flowered gown who sings the song of my dreams untold and in her hand my... [read more] |
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You were the one who brightened my life...and you were the one who made me glad, that i was here with you and not somewhere else alone in th... [read more] |
 To a friend who is always there To a friend who always shows care To a friend who helps me from the start To a friend who helps with all the... [read more] |
 dimly lit this night of sweet farce word and thought tangling to make time dance gay entrails of sparkling preoccupation a near do well ch... [read more] |
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the D__ word plays in my mind like some frightening visionary strange how he being the gardener does not seem to realize this dark scary s... [read more] |
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oh with that of his perpetual teasing there could be no sweeter folly no testament to a truer mirth just grim recriminations of an afterth... [read more] |
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Oh, how I know you're out of reach and tonight it's just not right when this bed is much too lonely you'd be perfect to hold tight and thoug... [read more] |