Living the Lie
..."Oh my god that was good" he said, as he rolled off of me to the edge of the bed. Reaching for cigarettes carefully placed, on the bedside table and removing the taste,
of the juices that easily fl...
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Categories:
with convulsions, anger, betrayal, cry, depression,
Form: Ballad
X-Ray Poem
...I write to tell you of my life
But you compare meanings with dictionaries
And understand words
Think of this poem like a lover's fight
You told me if we quarrel I must not leave the bed
So I take it ...
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Categories:
with convulsions, on writing and words,
Form: Free verse