Crestline Poems - Poems about Crestline

...I am a puzzle made of pieces. One for the girl who woke my heart, one for the girl who broke it, one for the man who shook it, one for the man who took it (when it wasn’t his to take), one for......

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...Bar Stool Bed Sore Ode to the Record Machine Smoking Winstons At the Seaway Lounge At 2:00 a.m. The juke-box sighs out Buck Stovell, Roy Crestline and an occasional Darla Parsell, Whoever s......

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...I heard the whispers of superiors, saying how prepared we were walking into battle, flashes of the combined destruction witness, tell my young, bruised mind differently, maybe I am too immature t......

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