Poetry
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Sweet kisses stolen in the night. Harsh words thrown around in the light. Romance by candlelight. Only to be followed by hatred in the morning light. How did they let it get this far? It wasn’t always like this. It used to be roses and kisses, Not daggers and scars. As much as they try,
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I apologize friends, I have been dealing with some medical and personal things that have arisen in the last week and have as such been away from you and my poetry. Life is funny sometimes, and your body tries to actually kill you from time to time, but you always get through it. Life has
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She remains calmEven through the hard moments. She lifts those around her upAs they try and shut her down. She breaks every recordEven as they call her overrated. Little girls and boys always watching As she fights for the win. She always stops and makes time for themEven when she doesn’t have to. She knows
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KindPatientLimitless.That’s what love is supposed to be. But I wouldn’t know that, Because you never showed me. SupportiveCaringProtective. That’s what a partner is supposed to be. But I wouldn’t know that, Because you never showed me. GentlePassionatePleasing. That’s what a lover is supposed to be. But I wouldn’t know that, Because you never showed me.
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The post describes a poignant moment at a 90’s Country and 80’s Rock show. The author realizes the absence of a child, finding solace in the music and memories.
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In my 20s, amid a divorce, I impulsively got a cat from a farm. He’s my baby, best friend, and lifeline.
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In light of Kelly Bishop’s book that comes out in September, I thought this would be fitting to share. My thoughts on Emily Gilmore.
Lyrical Logic 