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Bukowski

I called him “Bukowski”, because he wrote with the same disdain as the poet, and succumbed to all the same vices. He loved to drink, He loved to smoke, and he loved women, one in particular, me. He wrote often. … Continue reading

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Bittersweet Symphony

Last night, I was the girl in glasses, alone at a bar, with a book, which basically made me, a sitting duck. I knew this, but I had gone to hear my friend play his guitar, and I was going … Continue reading

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Fast Love

I should probably put the pen down, because I might make a mess, but there’s a few things here, I want to confess. I just dyed my hair, because I thought I saw a random grey, I bought new jeans … Continue reading

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More Than Words

I tried to make the piano scream last night. I struck the keys so hard, that I could feel my fingers bruising more and more, with each passing measure. In that moment, I don’t think I cared if they broke, … Continue reading

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Pictures of You

And it’s Friday night, And i’m driving around, And “that song” came on, And suddenly it’s 2004 again, And he was going to be a rock star, And he played bass until his fingers bled, And his band became family, … Continue reading

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Just Like Heaven

You fell asleep, and I could feel the poem forming in my brain, the words trying to find their place, but I didn’t grab my notebook, I didn’t want to wake you, so I tried to stay awake, because I … Continue reading

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Dunkin Do-Nots

Sitting in Dunkin, with coffee and a book, when a 30-something guy approaches, says, “He likes how I look”. I smile, say thank you, attempt to return to my page, but am ambushed with questions, from a guy who should … Continue reading

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In Your Eyes

I told you I liked you, that was probably my first mistake, but to be fair, your hazel eyes are paralyzing, and I shouldn’t be held responsible, for what comes out of my mouth, when i’m staring into them. Then, … Continue reading

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You Give Me Fever

Let me take you back, about a month or two, I had a horrendous cold, though felt more like the flu. I could barely leave the bathroom, let alone comb my hair, and needed to go to the pharmacy, the … Continue reading

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The Sound of Silence

I hear music, all the time, even in silence, there’s a melody. What do you hear? Is there any sound? Cause we’ve been trying to write a song, and no amount of auto tune, is gonna make it sound good. … Continue reading

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