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 I am grateful for my lips and grateful for my arms too and I hope they will alway do… what they were created and meant to do.... [read more] |
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May we be blessed to understand…. especially on days we’re feeling blue… exactly what a simple hug and kiss can do. They... [read more] |
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He remembers everything about their first kiss It’s a feeling that never goes away… He remembers their first kiss…as if it happened y... [read more] |
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While little Napoleons in white coats prance through hallways of healing he lurks in the shadows impervious to the doctor’s delusions of gra... [read more] |
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As in the ending scene of the Incredible Shrinking Man not with a sense of futility but with disappearing desperation all struggle will be u... [read more] |
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The night whelmed with gratitude nocturnal air filled with emotions his heart sang like a nightingale the songs of his heart emoted sent upo... [read more] |
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Who is this new you who has just arrived who summons me like a siren on the rocks like tinnitus pesters constantly signals who upon rocky sh... [read more] |
 There's a young gal I know named Mae Who caused some confusion, I'd say Not about her engagement Was about the arrangement She made fo... [read more] |
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Whence upon a lonely street under a muted streetlight stood a lonely soul within the cover of darkness the nocturne shrouded her soul in a c... [read more] |
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Intense pain lurks within when upon remembrance wrath pounces unheralded leaps suchlike a leopard with serendipitous wild rage the underlyin... [read more] |
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In relationships the subtleties of sedition are first found in circuitous serpentine moves one left with nothing save an empty heart love su... [read more] |
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In moments alone (in my madness) they revisit me -- memories emoted from the depths of the cerebral past like slippery eels slip away in the... [read more] |
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Upon his arrival in the midwife’s hand the journey began down back alleyways to his ultimate end death’s broker obscure lurched in the shado... [read more] |
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I savor simple early childhood experiences like licking cold butter off of a butter knife life’s complexities counteracted by the invocation... [read more] |
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Judgment is easy a cheap thrill like a belly-flop spectacular a dramatic nothing just pick someone out of the crowd notice a peculiarity tak... [read more] |