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Routine Hookup
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Remember when we used to smoke on the bleachers? Cut class for hours and make fun of our teachers? Remember when you used to tell me I’m ...
Dosage
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When did I become so sad That my brown eyes turned to blue And salty tears drip down my cheeks A brilliant ocean hue? When did I become...
Organ Donor
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When you collapsed both my lungs, I couldn't breathe. But when you collapsed my heart, I couldn't love. I waited in line for a t...
Black Sweater Bliss
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Pulling your sleeves down over your hands, you feel protected. The safety in the seams becomes a comfort you can't describe. A rad...
Regarding Growth
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She grew up believing that she could tackle the world, that her hardships were merely ocean waves and after the crash, they would simmer do...
Cardiac Queen
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I can feel us sinking deeper, trying not to flip the boat. Like a Queen without a castle and a castle without a moat. When the beatin...
A Song To Sing
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One for the money, two for the guy. Three for the woman who refused to ask, "why?" Every excuse, every minute of his plea, sou...
You: A Spoken Word Poem
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View the spoken version here: You: A Spoken Word Poem You I must be psychic. It seems that everything can be going so good, but...
Golden Liquor Love
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Golden Liquor Love Midnight sorrows, alcohol in hand. 1am floating, hoping someday you might land. 2am whispers to the shadows on the w...
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Absent-minded
Absent-minded If you're wide awake, well I'm wide awake too. Thinking about me while I'm thinking about you. Thinking abo...
Golden Liquor Love
Golden Liquor Love Midnight sorrows, alcohol in hand. 1am floating, hoping someday you might land. 2am whispers to the shadows on the w...
Routine Hookup
Remember when we used to smoke on the bleachers? Cut class for hours and make fun of our teachers? Remember when you used to tell me I’m ...
Dosage
When did I become so sad That my brown eyes turned to blue And salty tears drip down my cheeks A brilliant ocean hue? When did I become...
You: A Spoken Word Poem
View the spoken version here: You: A Spoken Word Poem You I must be psychic. It seems that everything can be going so good, but...
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