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She is a landmine, of profuse love;
No precautions necessary.
Emily Archer Sep 2014
I never liked my name very much until I tasted it on your tongue.
  Sep 2014 Emily Archer
Jenna
The thoughts pile up
Pushing hard against my lips
Trying to find a way to make sense
  Sep 2014 Emily Archer
nominal
You make my face hot,
my heart race,
my toes tap,
my eyes light up,
and my knees weak;

out of fear,
because your hands were around my neck,
and my life was in your hands.
You left marks that no object or emotion could cover.
You're gone forever, but those repressed memories will be stuck with me for longer than that.
  Sep 2014 Emily Archer
Patrick H
In the meanest time of summer
when the sun cracks the pavement
and swelter fills your lungs
a call to the dispossessed is in order.
Consider the river washers,
and the alley dwellers
who are simply thankful for today.
Chew on a bitter piece of perspective
and ask yourself;
if you had to carry a cross to your own death
would you complain about the heat?
  Sep 2014 Emily Archer
Gary
Smile me a river,
May it capture my dreams.
Carry them down,
Life's rugged streams.
Up and down,
splashing, scurrying
Hanging on by the strength in hope
From a easy flow,to a heavy hurrying.
From the littlest of waves,
To spinning and twirling.
Clench my dreams, carry them through.
All these elements,  to share with you.
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