The Carriage…
/The Carriage: A Golden Shovel
I used the Golden Shovel …
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Pain spilled forth onto the page because
remorse and hopelessness were all…
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Torture and Woe
/As we age, we attempt to …
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Every day I wake up hurting.
It was not this bad a year ago.
Past accidents did cause …
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/Wandering in this festive lonely room,
I witness uniqueness lose its sweetness
Within crowded mass …
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/This poem contemplates…
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Nobody knows
when you were born
who your mother…
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