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a cascade poem
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love, mom
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Tell me, love, is it right to only
Want to be wrapped in your arms
When outside the world is screaming, no!
Tell me, love, is it right to only
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“No, baby, no” is whispered as she awaits the
click of disconnection.
Tears, like the drizzle outside, trickle silently
behind the gr..
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in prose
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a cameo poem
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a cameo
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[center] No matter what someone's station in life;
No matter how much they may suffer affliction;
No matter how one may cause another aggravation;
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[center][b]MY DESIRE[/b]
My desire is to awaken every morning
and find you lying by my side,
With the memory of our good-night kiss,
still burni..
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Suffering in silence has become the norm.
Suffocating under the weight of a violent storm.
Tossing and turning beneath the sheets,
With each pass..
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