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rain splashes on the tin roof cold breeze moves into the room her face painted ivory no longer a touch of scarlette upon once rosey cheeks her vo..

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this poem is about my mom. she never gives up. in many ways shes a hero. shell always be among the stars to me.

within a window i stare looking upon blonde hair eyes different skin pale emotions hidden behind a vail sadness, confusion all i see do you kno..

we are all lost in translation. trying to fight the temptations of lies

this poem is dedicated to my great grandmother. she sees the bright side of everything. she sees beauty where you wouldnt expect it.

a careless wisperwithin my head thoughts of how life would be close to dead a scream, a jolt the last breath would draw near releasing what was fe..

outside my window a world awaits outside my window new thoughts to intake a thousand days and nights pass still i shall remain trapped within whom..

a calm gentle breeze rustles the deep green leaves of the trees wind whispers trust in me my heart pounds within my head so out of it i feel as..

i stand upon shattered glass not looking forward not looking to the past standing behind both woman and man oh yes, is where i shall stand i stum..