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Beauty
BeautyClose your eyes, can't you smell it?That sweetness on the breeze,That tells the story of a hundred flowers distant and unseen.The scrumptious aroma,As it wafts off of mom's fresh bake.The ...
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While we were in slumber
While we were in slumberThe sky a velvet sheet of black, Pricked with shimmering silver and gold, Like glitter tossed across breathless dark, Milky white traces of light shine down, ...
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Should I run or Should I hide? With Grace I have complied
Should I run or Should I hide? With Grace I have complied My eyes are open wide, I'm broken deep inside, I'm crying, glassy-eyed I'm trying to decide, should I ...
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What is a hair without a head?
A poem I wrote for my grandparents 50th anniversary Please comment, I'm open to suggestions!!What is a marshmallow without someone to taste it?Or a pair of boots with no one ...