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So like am I a grain of sand
I compare my lifes own worth
To all who were my ancestors
sharing roots of each others birth
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'Sitting, smoking, feeling high', reminders of an old tune once aserenadepensive, remote, distant thinking where to store emotions that make no sensedriving myself crazy, crushing spirit with dark mulberry winemoments of silence a reignin..
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it
is precise, the timing
of
these midnight walks -
a
habitual un-cluttering of the mind
beneath
lying lampposts
bleaching
the asphalt
with
unnatural light
I
am not alone- no -
I
walk with Jack and Sylvia,
an..
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They spent the night on the Prince of Wales
Not one of them slept a wink,
Packed like herrings against the rails
It was hard to even think,
They scribbled their final letters to
The folk that they loved back home,
Then briefly t..
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the
Magpie
is
the only bird
that
has been observed
expressing
grief
it
is said
this
mannerism
is
a sign of intelligence
but
I wonder if the benefits of brilliance
are
worth the sharpness
of
sorrow
..
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she
told me
to
break the plates,
throw
them against the wall
if
that was not enough,
I
was to use the weight of my feet,
(my
body) to crush the pieces
until
there was nothing left
they
were supposed to repres..
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I
feel your lips quiver whenever we kiss,
but
it slips up if I try to walk away.
Why
do you punch me in the heart
then
try to hold my hand?
Confusion
in my mind
leads
to a confession from the..
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Standing in front of the mirrordisgusted with myselfdo you see me for who i really amSurely not for if you didyou would run away like everyone elserather than remain my friendif you saw into the blackest recesses of my heartsurely you would be fright..
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For the people of Moore Oklahoma.
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A lost romance poem...
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