Sam Markay
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Of the UnlovableA Poem by Sam MarkayThis is about someone who continuously considers themself to be a monster. I politely decline. |
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Lie DeadA Poem by Sam MarkayRevision of some old lyrics, but not as personal as most of my other writing. |
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Left and RightA Poem by Sam MarkayThese lyrics are some of, I'm sure, many to be made in future, about something that deeply troubles me. |
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ChimesA Poem by Sam MarkayThe next best thing would be a windy thunderstorm, with the sun smiling through the clouds. |
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On SecretsA Poem by Sam Markay"A kiss is a minefield." The most recent poem of late. (June 2011) |
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On SicknessA Story by Sam Markay"Royal colors bring out the soul in your eyes." Old. (September 2010) |
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SoftA Poem by Sam Markay"What we see and seem is no nightmare, nor a dream. It is reality as we cannot fathom it for ourselves." Old. (September 2010) |
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ApologyA Poem by Sam Markay"There are two recipients, but more than one love." Written, re-written and revised many times. (February 2011) |
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CueA Story by Sam Markay"Catharsis and choking." Stream-of-conciousness, slightly old. (January 2011) |
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CanvassingA Story by Sam Markay"It all begins with the daunting blank page." Old. (September 2010) |
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