Lyn Anderson
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No resuscitatingA Chapter by Lyn AndersonSometimes the paddles just aren't enough |
The demon's basketA Chapter by Lyn Andersonfear of loss |
perhapsA Chapter by Lyn AndersonI ran across this in my early writing and it made me laugh |
your parasiteA Chapter by Lyn Andersonpretty self explanatory really |
So call meA Chapter by Lyn Andersonmore love poetry |
floorA Chapter by Lyn Andersonsometimes it just feels like this |
love?A Chapter by Lyn AndersonMy high school teacher told me to draw love. I drew a butterfly with it's wing torn off. He said "too dark". I drew a skeletal hand breaking through t.. |
imaginedA Chapter by Lyn Andersondisillusioned love |
so tiredA Chapter by Lyn Andersonangry love poem as so many of them are for me |
nothing leftA Chapter by Lyn AndersonLost love |