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I Did Not See ColorI grew up and still live in the "Blackest state in America". / I live simply two counties shy of the
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Jan 26, 2015
UntitledHe is a hurricane in my throat. A burning in my chest. A sickness in my stomach. / You are the lozen
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Jan 26, 2015
LogophileI am a logophile. A lover of words. / I love words. Language. The way sentences can be constructed a
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Jan 5, 2015
You Were My SunshineI would sing to you all the time / the song talking about sunshine and / the lover's lover leaving t
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Dec 28, 2014
Running LateI still look at your empty seat / In Spanish I / And I want to say everyday after roll call / That y
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Oct 14, 2014
Wake Me UpI need you to wake me up / To hold me near / To tell me that you never left / And you're still right
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Oct 12, 2014
UntitledThey say you never have the same love twice / And I find both a relief / and a great sadness / In th
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Sep 25, 2014
But the Truth IsBut the truth is, / My dear, / You could break my heart / A million times / In a million little piec
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Sep 23, 2014
I Often WonderI often wonder / Just how easily do a pianist's fingers conform to their keys? / How do guitar strin
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Jun 24, 2014
drowninghe doesn't know how / To hold me above water / Like he used to do
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Jun 22, 2014
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