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He sat at my side with heavy sigh,
Lacking his usual cruel flair,
My eyes showed no interest in his appearance,
As his words broke the silent air.
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Nothing’s yours on easy terms,
Wisdom from a lyrical poet,
For once you’ve held it in your hand,
Price known or not you owe it.
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Her hair falls round my shoulder,
Like a soft cascade of gold,
My arm encircles her tightly,
Refusing to release my hold
A sigh of co..
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Yellow spears cross the blue waste,
The water glistens as diamonds-a light show,
As it strikes the shore the waking sand,
Reflects back with ..
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Surrounded by those I know,
But into strangers eyes I gaze,
As who I am becomes more distant,
I look for escape in the midst of this haze.
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The melody flows, lilting,
Round walls that hide the pain,
Flowing around without harmony,
With the ice of a chilling rain.
The melody showe..
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A short, rambling poem from a conversation, when someone I care about, when it seems you always come in second choice.
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A year-old story about the sexual experience with love. If you're looking for porn, look elsewhere. I would appreciate comments, as it is my attempt t..
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Walking 'long the path
barefoot,
Clay between our toes
unhurried,
Nowhere to be
wandering,
Nothing to do
lazily,
Faded jea..
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A tear slips down cross already stained skin,
As I stand with head bowed before the table,
Falling to leave a trail very thin,
On a small box..
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