poems
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You are my Poison
I can’t stop myself from loving you, Even as you spit venom from your mouth, In…
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Weak Heart
It feels like years since I last saw you, since I last held you… When I…
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Anxiety
Tossing & Turning Waiting for Morning Waiting for a Distraction Any Distraction My Ribs are…
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Her Spirit
Her spirit knows there is something wrong before it is physically manifested. She has anxious, looming…
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If Only He Loved Me…
If he loves me, he will try. If he loves me, he won’t yell. If he…
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two steps ahead, ten steps behind
two steps ahead, ten steps behind my walls have shed, love is so blind I give…
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Maybe I am Worthy of Love
The breeze from the open car window grazed my face, blew my long hair back and…
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Reality
Reality sucks, I hate it… But I know it is coming for me. I am perfectly…
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“Empty Bottles Full of Stories” by Robert M. Drake
The beautiful gift and curse of being human, to give and to take away. It is…
The Blonde Quill 