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Anger hate jealousy and pride Be replaced with warmth Comforting love Peace and compassion Laughter instead of sorry Strength not weakness Patience and direction To show you the way These things I wish for you Each and every day To listen to the music in...

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For Once

Dancing slowly in an empty room, can the lonely take the place of you ~Christina Perri

Just once I would like,To hear someone say,That I am not evil,So we don't have to playThis game today.I so wish that for onceSomeone would noticeMy small smile.See the severe drop in mood,Where I was so happy.Now I just stare at the floor.I want my mind f...

Star Angel

Making a wish for an angel

I wonder whatYour home is likeUp there in the starsWith the other angelsLike yourself. Watching you rushAcross the sky,With your love trailingBehind you so lovingly,Wondering how sweet you look,So innocentSo pure of heartSo... deliciousIn so many ways tha...

Rock Bottom, Sis, Rock Bottom

We've been friends so long we're family... why? Directed to a friend who will never see it...

Cigarette butts littering the bedroom and yard, I can see in your eyes the alcohol and drugs. No, I don't mean the legal stuff... I mean the stuff that will get you locked up for possession as soon as you turn eighteen. I mean the dangerous stuff. Those h...

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Not Knowing

Not knowing how I'll be facing death...

I don’t know what I’ll do when I can’t do the things I love to do. I don’t know what I’ll say to friends when they stop by. Will I have the strength to care and ask, how are you, what’s new? Or will I look away and stare up at the ceiling, or look out the...

This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen. I am fat.What do you make of that?No truly sexy pictures of me,With my ass on displayAnd my breasts looking lush,Without comment of ugliness,Without remarks of...

What Do I Want to Be?

Sometimes, only a seemingly trite poem can express what we want to say.

This poem only available on Stories Space Your sun, your moon,Your twinkling star?Your beacon shining from afar?Perhaps your joy,Your waking dream,Your glowing dawn and sunlit beam?Perhaps your comfortAnd embrace,The smile that lights your downcast face?O...

When I was a kid my mom told me storiesabout battles between Angels and Demons and how this one Heroic angel gave his life to say his wife and child from an evil , evil demon and I remember always thinking I wish that was my daddy... or something dumb lik...