Perhaps you decided to test my mother’s Theory Ten days to rid a bad habit…
Poetry
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I want to lay my head on your shoulder And plan trips we will never…
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Life isn’t about what happens It’s about how you respond. Chaos isn’t about chaos It’s…
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This summer breeze has me feeling Like a million dollar bill This cigarette found its…
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She keeps my glass half full With tequila and lime juice She gives me all…
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And on the third day I sat on my mother’s sofa Listening to Shag Rock…
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The imperfect astonishes and lures. She is everything All at once And all too much…
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She looked flustered and confused When she walked in the house, Lowering her eyes and…
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I see the entire universe When I look in her eyes: Planets we are yet…
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Is the soul hard like iron Or is it flexible like the wings of this…