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Its mid December temperatures dropping below freezing snow falling down inches per hour I sit on the couch directly across from a large glass sli..

Sitting silently in an absurdly loud room My back leans against a pillar, a partial section of the concrete frame completed by large glass windows...

All love poems are the same, some stronger, more intense than others. But still, the same. I dont want the same old love poem where I write the fe..

Everyday her composure is kept. Smiles pastered on her face to keep worries away. Pity; sympathy; worry the last thing she wants There is always ..

Millions of tiny drops fall upon me I tremble from the dark cold night street lamps illuminate the wet black road I walk looking down,I see my shad..

Turning the corner onto my block talk of poetry crosses our lips Unable to grasp the keys from my pocket I press the button sending a loud ring thr..

Laying on my side, my body fitting perfectly into his. His strong rough, hand slides to my stomach forcing me to lay on my back with a gentle pull...

Alone on a beach the warm sands smooth--every grain as soft as silk One dune overlooks the harsh scene Waves, increasing in size crashing one on ..

Simple words gently streaming from your mouth (harsh taunts striking the heart) Carefully chosen and ever so sweet (bluntly thrown around knowing w..

A girl feels anger for no reason, day after day. Until one day, when it finally dawns on her..