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Many moons ago she found laughter, attached to his hip, For they were on each others’ side… Smiling came as naturally as breathing, ..

Just dusting off my pen...

he makes me rich in eternal ways i miss him like yesterday as if my heart would stop beating as if the world on it axis stood still as if the sk..

there are times when only his words can cradle my soul hushing foolish fears… times when only he can tap into my anxieties and ease them l..

Sometimes I just stare at this screen wanting to bring you through it like some sci-fi movie. I want to write my soul out in letters for you…..

i love you, that is all, and then everything, as my writing only wants you to be the subject of said verses and my head only wants you to season..

My pen fears in silent tears Pouring … I hear them bounce off of a page As ink is displayed Indescribably My fingers move across keys L..

Just what it is...

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