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Forever and a day, the world and his wife cried. The apple of my eye died. I chose to forget you Because it was all I could do to remember ...

If I could sit on that train forever, watching the little girl’s empty but raging expression, I would. Each stop we came to, I prayed deeply that she would not ...

It's my favourite thing- Uncovering the wrinkles on your face, Discovering the frown lines left in haste. I can almost taste Your anger from forty years ago, Like in the ...

This is a poem i wrote about a year ago so one of my first. tell me what you think. All in a matter of moments And what I thought ...

If the line not to cross is already behind me, Then which way shall I turn my back? “Continue and do not look back” I shall cliché till the end ...

I just started scribbling this out randomly whilst listening to Ben folds... very strange. Comments please ! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lamen

This is quite an English topic, I don't know whether they have these kind of home moving programs in America or wherever.. But this is just a bit of a ...

Little did she know, She had a friend in me. Little did I know, That- she could see.

Man Man, Could you please tell me your name? Where was it that you last spent the night, Man? The godforsaken ramshackle of A warehouse carries your odour. Sober, I’m ...

I know it's irritating when poems are untitled but I honestly don't know what it should be- anything I come up with is too cheesy or obvious so suggestions are ...