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 I find her looking at me, smiling I find myself, smiling back at her She knows... and I know that I'm ok with it Sometimes regret creeps in,... [read more] |
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Stupid me, thinking those were signs of interest. Stupid me for entangling myself in a web that was never a web at all. Stupid me for the ex... [read more] |
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You think I like this? You think it's easy? You want to look like me? You have no idea. People think that I don't eat, that I starve myself,... [read more] |
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You were the first one to know, without me saying a word, what was wrong. You were the first one to ever ask. You were the first one to tell... [read more] |
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I can't climb out of this hole...I'm not that strong...I thought I could see myself nearing the top...until I found myself at the bottom aga... [read more] |
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Starting to see the sun Feel the warm breeze on my skin Feel the grass on my toes Storms aren't in the forecast this week and I'm glad becau... [read more] |
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Tranquility and harmony negates greed and lust. Lack of love is lonliness. Sincerity died... promises broken...... [read more] |
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(devoid of origin) Eighteen hours past twelve hours worked my destiny reached... As I faltered behind the wheel, insomnia easing, eyelids... [read more] |
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I may have not met in flesh I have communicated - internet mesh. How deep our emotions flow. How gentle the love that grows. A span opened... [read more] |
 Let me take you tonight under the opal moon, a reckless ride of never ending ecstasy. Showing me your deepest desires, Releasing all your lo... [read more] |
 ~Something's Burning~ I would rather listen to a piano tumble down fire-ravaged hills than to have "I love you" put in my ear b... [read more] |
 Will I see You in December?... When my home is dressed in white, The air so brisk with frosted petals Reflect like stars at night. I... [read more] |
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You are my sun! As I awaken each morning, it is your lamp of love which I feel rising in my soul. I smile to myself, knowing, growing, rev... [read more] |
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I look in the mirror and what do I see? A young, older woman with a dream of a teen. Slighty streaked with gray hair and a few lines that w... [read more] |
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She wed a man who built a box And kept her lock and key She cooked his meals and darned his socks And gave her love for free She lived her... [read more] |