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- the doctor at allpoetry
my fingernails are growing out again, but the skin is still torn. i look down and remember a time when the smell of her, ralph lauren on montreal boutique velvet, was enough to make me feel at home, anchored. then he started - unspoken at allpoetry
what are you
without a girl on your lap - omnia chaos at allpoetry
he begs
see me through tonight - people links at allpoetry
i wish i could be something brilliant for you
and also so i wouldn't need you anymore - mouths at allpoetry
sadgfdjhfg - goodwill the drugstore cowboy at allpoetry
this may seem kinda weird, as it has quite a few personal references and inside jokes and what not. it's a poem i wrote for my brother. - Without Wings at allpoetry
Fluttering, like an open fan, small and easily - [ ] at allpoetry
Oh, Mary, I hope I haven't disappointed you! As of late I have been trying to fight off Writer's Block, but I haven't recovered yet. Your c
