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Family issues
watching other family members hate each other.Family issues is when one constantly throws you under the bus So wrong you cry with sadness through tough troubled times With every tear comes with anger With every anger comes sadness For every sibling there...
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Baby doll
I love a good horror story and just wanted to capture the fear of the unknown.I once was your baby, then you chopped my head, Dismembered my body, and shoved me under your bed. I lay here eyes opened, and watch the sun fall. Remembering back when I was...
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**Beloved**
Petrified timeless garden of antiquated romanticism the remnants of glacé kisses and invisible hands caressing ablaze a duet’s song heart in concert come love a moment fervently informal walk nescient eternal ...
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Town I Now Call Home
Sat thinking quite happily about my life and where I live, and how lucky I felt to be in the situation I was. In my mind a few lines of rhyming verse were...Town I Now Call Home The birds sing in the suburban trees Amongst the blossom, before the leaves In the town I now call 'home' My house stands amidst a terrace row Where friends and family come and go They...
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Sleepy Dare
Written by author at the age of 9One night in my dream, Flipping flopping turning tossing all over Cold sweat running down, Cold as ice hovering all around, Saw myself in the castle bed sleeping, Strange, strange, strange? I was deep asleep until a rude, annoying,...
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100 Miles An Hour
I'm driving 100 miles an hour. Trying to out run my thoughts of you. When I think I've lost you, my imagination takes hold and there you are. Making me smile. Making me laugh....
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A Voice Never Heard
We speak our minds But our kind words Are never heard We are a voice in the crowd But to you we are mice You hear But don't listen to our small voice We are here But where are your eyes That will...
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Reality
Every morning When I'm just starting to wake I feel him beside me Running his tough, calloused hand Up my leg Grabbing a fist full of my ass Pulling me closer Until we are one As he kisses me...
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