cristin-h

Whisper
Dominican
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You Died on a MondayYou died on a Monday. / Nobody likes Mondays. / But this day was the first of the longest week there
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May 19, 2015
StayI didn't get to say goodbye. / Again. / Not in the way I wanted to. / Not in the way that made clear
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Apr 22, 2015
Enough.You've destroyed me too many times / For me to allow you to poke through the rubble / Again.
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Jan 7, 2015
Her.Her first words were poetry, / Painting passion into people / like every soul was a self-portrait ti
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Dec 19, 2014
I used to beI used to be your morning. / Back stretched, / arms reaching, / asking the day its first question. /
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Dec 17, 2014
In That MomentAnd in that moment / The world was wrapped around my heart / like a hug / Until the beat / became a
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Sep 19, 2014
All I Could DoAll I could do / was all I had done. / I followed you / like the night, / chases after the sun. / I
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Sep 6, 2014
Our Lips Were Still PartedMy lips were still parted / as I walked heavy hearted / dragging my feet / like darkness, / across a
6m
Aug 17, 2014
Anything Helps, God BlessYour whisper sounds like / squealing tires / and tastes like motor oil / By the way. / My tongue is
2m
Oct 18, 2013
But I made you something.I remember it being cold that night. / It was the first time I had walked away / and worried I was l
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Sep 14, 2013
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