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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I remember being that little girl who wore boy jeans and climbed the raspberry tree every evening.  I remember playing baseball with daddy and getting hit in the head.  I remember making my first igloo with my little sisters and I remember my Grandmas dog peeing in the snow.  I remember ...
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    Tiny pale cold hands slide across each inch of paper, Loose sloppy handwriting trickles upon every line.  Every word flows aimlessly into heart wrenching feelings.  Scurrying about another sheet of  paper, the little letters dance around each other into their softly spoken spots.  Focused on...
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    Her tired weary look, makes her look so old and fragile.  Slurred exhaled mumbles, fighting their way from behind her teeth.  Long black hair pulled up in such a ratted mess of anger.  Two complete different personalities at the beginning and end of every month.  A crooked little smile that ...
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    It's that exact same smile, & those beautiful blue eyes that have distant themselves to be one. It's that faith of trust in one another that has slowly disappeared. Those little hands that held my dark tears, now wide open and left dry. Two hearts now crying. That feeling that make...
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    Little hazel eyes stare beyond my imperfect life. She trembles with fear, of how close she can get. Nervous soft pink lips slowly start to say, "Will you please braid my hair?" Her olive perfect skin, glows from the door way. As she turns to leave my sight because she doesn't k...
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    The little blue eyes that held my mistakes, Never looked at me without those tears again. She walked out on life alone, without my hand. I've taken innocence from her life, & took that pure heart and gave her mine. I took those vibrant colors, and replaced them with black and white...
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    The thick sight of clear reflecting tears, The sweet smell of ever clear falls. That moment that shatters into fears, That sound of someone hitting the walls. Slowly falling in and out of love, Or falling fast onto the ground. It is as pure & innocent as a dove, It's the sma...

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