Poems from elizabente

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Just a girl with a lot to say.
this is the very first prose that i wrote.  after watching my aunt die of breast cancer, i picked up the proverbial pen and never set it...
Separation Each wondering "Will I see you again?"   My hands shake My heart silently Ripping apart Again and Again   Separation Each...
Hello, goodbye People here and People there I mean, really, They're new and They're gone Blink your eye And you just might Miss them go by...
Sitting here, this is fun Almost like A party of one   Oh hey, that's funny It rhymed, too It's rather pun-ny   Well that failed... You...
If depression was a train, I was a passenger. If pain was a drizzle, I was soaked through. If love was a fire, I was shivering beside cold...

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