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“never forget what they did to you
and never let them know you remember.”
-Nicole Blackman

“in this room
the hours of love
still make shadows.

when you left
you took almost
everything.
I kneel in the nights
before tigers
that will not let me be.

what you were
will not happen again.
the tigers have found me
and I do not care."

- Charles Bukowski

Age: 21
Joined: November 2009

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This is not a love poem.

No gardenia blooms forever. No courtyards echo with faint music. Paris is destroyed by bombs and Ar…

poem to a man i loved.

you were a farmhouse burning in an empty field and if i was an artist painting your eyes that is wh…

how to win a breakup.

never say you’re sorry and whatever the hell you do, never be the first one to call back, to talk b…

if there was a way to you.

this is me blushing as the winter burns its way into spring. this is me writing you a letter in the…

a poem to the men near and far.

to the balconies of stars we left hanging across north and south continents, and the memories that …

back home for christmas.

Christmas this year is the rain and the empty strip malls and you, awake before the buses are / ev…

in a car with the lights out.

there is a boy, a bright white light of a boy with swan eyes and a voice like the flood water risin…

in the folds of the seasons.

shuffling through the speechless snowdrifts as evening falls. We are always in search of nothing an…

since you left.

I knew somewhere, a cigarette was touching your lips. you who are gone from me. you who my hands no…

my dear.

my love for you is born a thousand, dies a thousand deaths each time you open your sleepy hollow ey…

the evening fable.

Combed the moss out of their fragile eyes. I said, the birds will not find you here you do not need…

lately.

dried my hair, walked to work and watched the whole world stabbing itself repeatedly in the back.

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