Esther Lynn
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when we come alive.A Poem by Esther LynnI spent the afternoon watching Dead Poets Society. This is the result. |
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waves of wordsA Poem by Esther LynnYou are to me what the shore is to the sea. You're constant - always there, even when the waves of life crash and pound. You stand firm. You're strong.. |
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too lateA Poem by Esther LynnA look of understanding.A quick bat of the eye.A shared smile.A quiet laugh.These feelings are far too late. |
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i'm just tiredA Poem by Esther LynnI am an old soul, burdened by what was,the treacherous memories,the things I've seen.She is a young soul, electrified,passionate, on fire...so alive.I.. |
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recoveryA Poem by Esther LynnA body marred by her own hand.A heart mangled by others.A soul burdened by life itself.A mind seeking redemption. |
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delete, delete, deleteA Poem by Esther Lynnmore mush. |
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unspokenA Poem by Esther Lynnteenage rant. |
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this is not poetryA Poem by Esther LynnI am not good at finishing things.Cups of teastacks of bookssentencespoems |
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AmberA Poem by Esther LynnIt's funny what one person can do to you. |
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Tea TimeA Poem by Esther LynnThe black beast howls,Steam rises from his nostrilsWould you like some tea? |
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