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"dimish" poems
Are you my happy ever after? A picture paints a thousand words At least that;s what they say But, tell me just what is the word That will make you want to stay Together, we're a story book With chapters not yet finished Our life is full of tales to tell And my love will not dimish If I am your happy ending You must be my Once Upon a time The book is still a tad unwritten But, we have the time I'm your happy ending Your'e my once upon a time A book that is worth reading Of your love and of mine The things you do excite me Make me laugh and make me cry I can't explain the feeling I just can't tell you why I'm so **** glad I found you You're the ending to my book I believe in second chance I'm glad you took another look If I am your happy ending You must be my Once Upon a time The book is still a tad unwritten But, we have the time I'm your happy ending Your'e my once upon a time A book that is worth reading Of your love and of mine
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Aug 26, 2013
Aug 26, 2013 at 11:40 PM UTC
You're My Once Upon A Time
I wish my light could dimish your darkness and heal all the wrongs done upon you I wish my love could prevail over every nightmare and leave you resting in peace but most of all I wish my love was enough
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Jan 5, 2013
Jan 5, 2013 at 12:25 AM UTC
Wishing upon Every Star
1. Her name is  like a fine diamond, clear, every which way the sun hits her she shines letting everyone know why with so much love her mother laid her against her chest, since small and called her Crystal 2. ****** screamed the nasty Idaho boys during the town celebration. 3. Aberdeen Days, a fixture that seemed needed to adorn a town's narrative of property claim, scattered people in a small town park bunched them up in cliches and incubated 'people among their own people' 4. "..." silence were the words she used.  Cage's 4'33 playing 5. The Architectural Barriers Act of 1968 Mills v. Board of Education 1972 The Higher Education Act of 1972 The Americans with Disabilities Act 1990 flutter in U. S history. 6. Four butterflies over my aunt Berta and my cousin Crystal's head   ever radiant under the beams of the sun words unable to dimish beauty   as they walked across the lawn to join Byron, nothing impeding her too from walking in that beauty like the other girls in the park square
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Sep 23, 2019
Sep 23, 2019 at 7:59 PM UTC
Beauty (Tracing rights: disabilities)