Poems

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"It was cold,
It was windy.
Everything was quiet
Except for the scream my heart was putting out"


"His hands were cold
And his lips were heaven
But he was a sinner
Papa never did like a sinner"

"My eyes are green
But his were blue
You know what they say about green
Envy.
And you know what they say about blue
Lies"


"Mama was a godly women
She had a pure little daughter"


"Before him football was just a game to watch
on Friday
And Lexington was just a place to shop on Saturday"


"My clothing was tore and my heart was a wreck"

"Feeling loved for me is like rain in heaven and god in hell.
Not likely if not impossible"

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