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As I pick myself up off the floor of this house, this body of mine, the only thing left untouched seemed to be the solid pillars that stand on either ..
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Here I am, woman, steady in the stance within my mind, still longing for the refuge of your words flowing from two thousand miles away. Why do I fall ..
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Face pale, with swollen eyes you stare at the life you've strung across the floor. No make-up can hide the war tattered skin you wear and justificatio..
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Your words, undefined, placed in ways that lift me up and tear me down all in one savage sweep, spill from the same mouth that buries your tongue deep..
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It's how it's being written, the short lived triumphs of my long lived life seem to fade away as you get further down the road. I hear the sound of Mo..
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If I lay myself in front of you, bare, soul naked and armor to the side, could you gaze upon me and take me in or would you twist away as if I were th..
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Mornings come easy. The sun rises, children wake and begin the daily routine of early arguments before society takes them away for the day. A kiss goo..
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I sit, legs crossed in old Indian style as if I'm in kindergarten once more. Back leaned against the cushion of the torn down couch, head laid back, e..
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With eyes of deception you look at me trying to pretend you see what I am. Your ghastly stares that shoot my way, just above the hanging jaw, cant hid..
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There’s a girl I know and she tells me a tale.
She feels
like she’s floating around on the wind of the words coming from the mouth..
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