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I never promised you a rose garden

It's 3 am and I'm up like a complete fool with nothing to do except wait until Mr. Sandman decides to knock me out. That just remin...

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To everything turn, turn, turn

I'm trying to adjust to my new eye glasses for the second time in a couple of months. The first time there was a marginal error in the ...

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Twilight

Twilight

At the threshold of being and becoming As I sit at my worn-out old desk and write, the coffee dregs at the bottom of my chipped ...

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You Are Here

You Are Here

You would always be a force to reckon with I remember the day I decided to put you away for good. The day I wiped you clean w...

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There are things

There are things

There are things there are things I think of saying about you, for you, to you Then in the time that it takes for the red on...

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Spun

Spun

Still bound in chains to a world departed I don’t know how to move forward in a world where I no longer exist. A world in which I...

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