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where the streetlights become stars and fireflies ignite the night

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The Last Time

The lovers met for the last timeThey knew he would ship out in the morning And neither knew which direction their lives would take from thereThey said the standard, "we'll write each other every day"And "I'll be here waiting when... Continue Reading →

Not Even With Roses

Not even 10 dozen roses could win her back. Maybe if he'd splurged for 11, but it was so close to valentine's day, and the prices were so inflated alreadyReally, if she needed that many roses, she wasn't for him... Continue Reading →

Cardboard Forest

The boxes sat askew, littering the livingroom And anywhere else they were able to fit The boxes have started to come apart at the seams Some have collapsed and spilled their contents Exposing things she wasn't ready to see yet... Continue Reading →

Overnight It All Changed

Dreams so lofty, goals so big, hope abundant And almost overnight, it all changed We woke up in a dystopian novel People dropping dead all around us Suspicions of who is Typhoid Mary Anger at those who defy the rules... Continue Reading →

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