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When we met,we were likereflections ofeach other.It was scary-I’ll admit it.Under nothingbut the moonand the stars,The sound of thesea matchingm..
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Somewhere in the world,A child’s first word is no.The child’s first word is noAnd her parents think thatsomething is wrong with her.Where ..
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When the topic of familycomes up, I tell peoplethat I am adopted.People usually give meThe pity look and askme what happened.When I start to explain m..
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You walk into the roomand my heart stops beating.Your presence steals the airfrom my lungs and stomps on it,I take the space I fill and dumpmyself out..
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Right now, as I sit down to
write this poem, I am wearing
sweatpants and a sweatshirt,
my hair is pulled up.
And this is not to point and be
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When we think of a villain,we think of the manifestation of evil.When we think of a villain,we think of some person,some thing, that is out to get us...
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I had a dream thatMy scars had reopened.That I was bleeding again,That I could see into my body,That it was rotten and septic andI did not know what t..
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I have fallen into a holeThat I have stared at for years.It has been taunting me-Whispering to me.Calling for me to come nearand advising me to leave...
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I am in love with you likean addict is in love with heroin-I am willing to give up my lifefor a few minutes of relief,and you will give me nothingbut ..
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'sanctus, sanctus, sanctus'- 'holy, holy, holy'I attend the Mass,Sitting in the farthest back pew.It is dark, it is both full yet empty,The people con..
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