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Poetry: The Woman You Almost Loved
The lonesome cry of a mourning dove Echoes for the woman you almost loved. A cherished lady whom you once kissed Now stands alone in the...
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Poetry: Child of the Light
When angels sing they speak your name, I hear them every night. They whisper that you’re in Heaven now; a child of the light. But you...
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Poetry: The Soda Bottle
Pumping gas beside the highway, something caught my eye. A plastic soda bottle slowly made its’ way on by. I watched it on its’ journey...
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Poetry: Myself The Elf
Every year at Christmas time I stand knee high in toys That I must patiently wrap for all the girls and boys. I am an elf, Second Class,...
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Poetry: Diablo's Touch
The sound of silence all around Fallen angel hits the ground Descending from the clear blue sky Broken wings no longer fly From deep...
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Poetry: Beyond Her Years
Beyond Her Years They say she’s a big girl and she doesn’t cry anymore. She’s a woman but she cries behind her closed door. Although...