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Russell Smith Poem
OH THAT MY MOUTH WOULD NOT BETRAY MY HEART AND MY ACTIONS CONFUSE INTENT. MAYBE THEN I COULD MAKE YOU SEE THE WAY MY SOUL CRIES OUT FOR YOU.
Copyright © Russell Smith | Year Posted 2024
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Russell Smith Poem
How much my wish is for you to believe.
Your place in my heart that those eyes couldn't see.
Predestined obsession of hurts, hopes, and dreams.
Anti-stain fabric, our hearts on our sleeves,
Cold water wash only, our hearts and our sleeves.
Both torn and undone in their own hellish ways.
Untangle tangled up beauty, from where do you hang?
Copyright © Russell Smith | Year Posted 2024
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Russell Smith Poem
Her virtue slipped silently into the void that never was.
Copyright © Russell Smith | Year Posted 2024
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