poem
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5-18-99
i’m supposed to say something smart but i’m fresh out of wise everyone’s waiting to laugh they stare with pitiful eyes i can tell a story one they’ve already heard boy meets girl, and then comes that L word what audience will sit through this even though the seats are free i have to admit,…
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if i wasn’t so fat
she would of loved me if i wasn’t so fat i doubt everything, but i’m sure of that she didn’t love me so neither do i i see myself through her distracted eyes everyone smiles but they never stay they would if i didn’t drive them away i’d love to wonder what kind words might…
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9/11/02
so many stories remain untold hidden by crumbling walls cut short phone calls eighty story falls we trade these imaginations of unwitnessed scenes over pennsylvania green top floors and in between this earth absorbs the stories no tongue will ever form it weeps them from the storm when september nights are warm
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hopelessly fallen
hopelessly fallen so deep in her eyes i drop in my quarters, she isn’t the prize she is a queen and i am the joker muttering curses to the guy who broke her i’m expensive dessert, she’s already full she’s a new sweater, i’m the thread you pull she’s beautiful so bittersweet admittedly out of…
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what God intends
lifting up prayers like torches to light this shadowed land a cry for something solid some simple i can understand i am looking for some treasure some weakness to defend i am looking for her love but it’s not what God intends i am looking for a goddess to bow and kiss her hand i…
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friday the 13th
i’m a little bit lonely i’m a little bit down tonight i regret ever coming to this town i know it’s not real just one of my moods not a bad life just bad attitude but i can’t help the wishing the aching for a friend today to call me cause they can’t seem to…
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my place in your day
i pinned my heart one night to a wall woke up in time to hear it fall surprised that it happened again so quick i beat that disease, but now i’m sick and i held my ground like an alamo defending the lie that i could let you go but the days come rushing in…
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he was too late
she saved every letter as most girls do she kept every proof that he cared (he didn’t care) she fell for the lies of his deep blue eyes and filled up blank pages with his name (he called her babe) she sobered herself with lonely nights and found a reason to believe the truth (he…