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When my feet are on the ground.

If you just had some idea. Here comes the goodbye look.

Straightforward Poems for Straightforward People. A poem about the artmore hotel. I could never love a woman who does not write poems.

Coming Soon, My Blog! A blog much like my life. There is nothing wrong with what I do. Published October 11, 2013. I sing, I dance, I cry until dawn. I sing the joy ecstatic. I get what I want. I give what I desire. I let myself be lied to. Published September 14, 2013.

When I got into writing, it was mainly just a sex thing. When I got into writing, it was mainly just a sex thing. When I got into writing it was mainly just a sex thing. Because guys who knew how to string together a poem got me wet between the legs. There are some terrible truthseveryone has to face.

Blogging for the well-read and ill-at-ease. Coming Soon, My Blog! Ninety Four Two Forty Nine. A World in Her Own Words. C ities of Tiny Lights. A Small Circle of Friends. Welcome to A Small Circle of Friends. A blogging group for the well-read and the ill-at-ease.

A place for my silly poems, etc. The world is a sunset. Is the mist, rising. I feel love is numbered. Who is there for me? I look at you, thought. Put tomorrow out of your mind. You look like the kind of guy. When she was still fresh and pretty.

A garden of expression, grown among the stones of the Brooklyn streets. A fall from the sky day. Watched by the eyes of those. Who would burn us while sleeping,. Our blue sky of freedom. And ordianry, in daylight. A hooded young man crouches. I long for my city. And my dreams of this city. I came full of hope.

And in those dayswhen we would wander in the woods,your hand would findmy secret places.