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They called The first attempt An accident. I knew then That you didn’t believe a word. After that you Were ca..

The music came first Soft and sweet, but building To an unbearable intensity A sadness that was real. Grief that meant something ..

Like so many I was looking for answers And a way to escape. I thought (I still think) That perhaps If I could just get Ba..

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One last time. Maybe you could just Hold me. I don’t deserve it But maybe, Just one more time, You could pretend yo..

I stand Stare down the lens Don’t smile Beep, beep, beep, click I sigh, Sickened but So alive. I know ..

It started simply. (Shell in hand) And grew. Soon we were Obsessive. Compulsive. Addicted. Holding felt good It..

What’s new? Besides a number… I don’t feel new. I feel old, Worn out, tired. I’ve got neck ache Hea..

I’m watching you With my Palm Tree Eyes. Blues and greens Reflected from the sky You look past me At the clouds And..

I’m sparkling skin And soft pink lips And I cry dark green. I question you With dull grey eyes And I watch you scream, ..