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Her eyes are still open Her head is hung low Blood trickles along her eyebrow While her eyes adjust to the blow. His arms rise again,...

At the altar of love, She offers herself. He drops an axe, Over her head. The drop came – Without a blink. Did he even Stop to think? A...

Confident feet halt at the door Whisper to the lucky Earth under Was it really us that they chose To witness such a wonder? My storming...

Water stood with ease Within the clear jar. The ground coffee sat in its box Not too far. Water’s jar now uncapped It is exposed, yet...

Part I The princess of the glass castle wore a white dress, Walked on stairs of glass and sat on a crystal mess. Her dress shimmered of...

That time they swung away with full force Confident as they moved along their course Did not turn back Displayed no sign of remorse....

The summer sun shines in my eye, I wander out of my home for the rays otherwise shy; The walls meet my palms with a rough handshake, And...

“Hello” “Hi-” ” how are you doing today?” “I-” “It’s a wonderful evening, wouldn’t you say” “Yes, I -” “I would love to hold your hand...

Winter, 2012 And you led me through the sand You took me by my hand With your soft warm grip That firm dictating lip I miss you by the...

July, 2014 Fleeting firefly moments with you I catch and hide them in a box. I take them away from glaring eyes Hide it under faithful...

That one blossomed in the garden Joyous as could be She, untouched by man and weather, An envy to see. She was one spring, Sought by this...

Why don’t they teach our hearts to be as quick as our minds? Move quickly, ruthlessly. My heart falls in love slowly. And doesn’t move so...

Two friends by a lake They laugh at a joke. Not far behind them a friendly house – Sniffs out some Smoke. The friends, they stroll, And...

There goes another Valentine’s day – whether you were having a romantic dinner with a loved one, chatting with them late into the night...

To find x has been the most consistent quest of my life. From the bubbly memories of my childhood when the powerpuff girls could still...

A little girl with little feet Walked her little perfect land She felt the wind in her hair, the smell of the sea And underneath her feet...