Poems from tim rochow

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i write what mind mind tells to me to write
She was cunning, She could read you like a book, If you even considered cheating, Just the mere thought of it, She was onto you, If you...
Some people can be very ugly, And im not talking about beauty, Ugly behaviours, Ugly opinions, Ugly personalities, These people can be...
What is that moment of sorrow that fills us with such sadness and pain? From the death of a friend or loved one, How does one overcome such...
Like most writers, He saw it's blankness, Like an artists canvas, It spoke to him, But it was more of a taunt, Almost as if it wants to...
She didn't want roses, Or chocolates, She didn't want a knight in shining armour riding in on a galant steed, She didn't want sweet nothing...

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