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A Little Bit of VulgarI want a kiss that is soaked by the rain, / On a street with no name. / I want a kiss in the ocean,
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Oct 24, 2012
A Poet's LoveI was asked to paint a picture / Of love and all it brings / But me, I am no artist
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Oct 24, 2012
A Wish is A WishI wish upon a star to be / The girl you think you see in me / I wish upon the candles of cake
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Nov 8, 2012
By The SeasideI can walk through the waves and the sand all day, / Just waiting for the tide to take me away. / There's a reason why I am by the seaside,
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Jun 2, 2012
College AvenueI must get lost in inspiration… because he was inspiring and I was taken. I felt the need to keep him in view and let the colour of the world bleed beside me like the blur of an oncoming car, recognized then forgotten. I could sit there consumed in patience, and when he spoke I would listen. Though, if he never did speak again, I would have been content listening to the way his shifted weight reset the chair beneath him. / I still think back to the night we met and I cannot quite grasp why he was there, or why he approached me. Maybe it was the laws of emotional physics that force those who are lonely to embrace another’s loneliness. So, from across the room he came, confident in the fact that I had no one to talk to. It took me less than a second to figure out that he was a fresh face, so I allowed him to ask me question after question. At each pause an appropriate nod, yes, or smile was inserted. We were having a conversation. / They say misery does love company, so maybe it was merely the atmosphere of dingy black lights and unfamiliarity that brought us together. A connection rooting from a mutual desire to be anywhere but there.
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Jul 26, 2013
Formal DanceBlue eyes, / Bowties. / Set of brown,
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Jul 27, 2013
Gift ExchangeFor the holidays, we exchanged metaphors / You recieved a chinese latern / And I a snow globe
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Jan 6, 2013
I Can Only WriteI can only write when he breaks my heart, / And I never walk away, / Because being a writer is about finding your inspiration,
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May 16, 2014
If You Love MeIf you love me, don’t leave me. / But if you leave me, I will still love thee. / If you love me, you can keep me.
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Oct 24, 2012
In Another Place at Another TimeI ran into you again in the old café. / You know the one, with its yellow and blue vintage mugs, / The one with the mismatched chairs and Old Persian rugs.
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Oct 15, 2012
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