buckeyebren
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oneA Poem by buckeyebren |
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heartA Poem by buckeyebren |
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it is a givenA Poem by buckeyebrena heritage not wanted |
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dentures in the graveyardA Poem by buckeyebrenisn't this what the manicured lawns of places like Arlington look like? All those tombstone rows. A child talks to Dad at his grave. |
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Stars, pots and penniesA Poem by buckeyebrenjust things that game to mind |
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Mi AmoreA Poem by buckeyebrenmeow |
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himA Poem by buckeyebrenan abused wife writing about her feelings |
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the bridgeA Poem by buckeyebren |
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The numbnessA Poem by buckeyebren |
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Good Bye My FriendA Poem by buckeyebrenA woman deals with the emotions of ending an abusive marriage and says goodbye to her abuser. |
