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Not to be mistaken with my other poem "Michael" about my uncle.

Knew I wasn't gonna be able to fall asleep without spitting out these emotions.

To taste you would mean An addiction erupting, And no cure needed. You're my addiction. Now my taste-buds are wild For your candy love. Rele..

Super Hero story....not to be mistaken with Zoolander's Blue Steel...though, that's where the name got inpired by. lol.

You give me Permanant butterflies. I don't mind because I feel like you're all I ever need. I like sitting close to you, So I can clumsily touch ..

Hello, b***h. Are you enjoying the time spent, Laughing at what's true? Hello, mother f****r. Are you done tormenting me and my mother? Blamin..

My stuffy nose and Cold salty tears refrain me from ranting on about the falier I am. My lips become dry and My eye-sight becomes blurred from my..

Written for my Creative Writing II class based off of "Field of Dreams". Some of it is fiction, some isn't.

I woke up this morning to more confusion. I woke up this morning to more havoc. I woke up this morning to more questioning. I had another drea..

James I had a dream about you last night. They say in dreams, you can't feel pain... But I felt it. Don't get me wrong, It wasn't the bad kind ..