Poems from CH

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Everyday must be its own
I close my eyes, and I see her bright smiles and crinkling eyes; I empty my mind, and I smell the lingering scent of her homemade meals; I...
A lingering glance at the glint in your eyes look down into the muzzle that chokes me; The sharp pleasure of contemplating its echo the...
Who are you to tell me who I’m allowed to love   Who are you to determine who I can give my heart to?   Would you demand of me to somehow...
When a heart breaks it shatters, but that isn’t the end.   Where do the shattered pieces go?   The body still pumps, still with a broken...
Sweet words and praise do naught for me, without your sincerity.   I don’t need the ego boosts, not showers of gifts, all I want is you and...

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