Memory Number Poems

Haunting me, daunting me, & f--king taunting me
Saying that you & I will never, ever again be
I'm just supposedly wasting my time on you -...

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In the pages of history
there's a baffling mystery
about the passing of the crew 
since eighteen ninety two.

Bright stars turned to dim 
whether fat or slim,...

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The Lady in number 3
				She was a kind and considerate soul.
				A Life with a lot of bumps in the road.
				She always thought of others along...

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Colors, I see colors and textures around me. 
The scent of the hot wires and every spark 
that tames the perpetual falling and forever 
running...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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"Yes, this is all still so amazing what impacts the soul truly; and in what ways." This fond endearment was in the Spring Time of...

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Glorious Spain after 1492, and the cost
Long forgotten, but for Bartolomeo de Las Casas
O the lie of OUR WORK ETHIC! How did Catholic Iberia
Rule the...

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idyllic fake smile, an empath death holds
a supine body twisted in the folds
lamenting memories seep through the pain
where incidental weakness falls like rain
ten fold the...

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exultant sighs lamenting  in ripple
sentiments empath my school diary.
weeping willow tears, in weakness triple
both supine and idyllic memory.
I stare in aura at my ten...

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Time is a consumer of
lives and souls and thoughts and love
The world that once turned yesterday
has forever gone away

Was it not good, what used to...

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[In Loving Memory of Jack Nowack]

Smoke billows up into the midnight air,
As flames now engulf a house down the street,
And neighbors wake up to fearfully...

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Whoa oh baby ain't I still your #1 Man
do I still make you feel safe and warm
when you are in my arms, do I still...

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PHONE NUMBER 

Owen Fife, once heaven known iron,
Fought who to Seven...

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i think number eight
and i smile pink and green thoughts
of you without blue.......

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Got my first bike at nine, its color was red, 
fell off nine times and bled from my legs, 
ma covered my scratches and cuts...

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