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    I like writing in the Summer or when it's warm.

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     Outdoors on a Summer night   
    the fireflies sparkle like sequins 
    on Bilie Holidays gown
    blinking little beacons guiding me
    through the darkness witnout sound
    I love it out here
    so warm and swarmed with comfort 
    with thought
    am I whom I wish to be
    I am who want to be

    dear, Summer Night 

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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

    Crush’s Poems (59)

    Title Comments
    Title Comments
    carried off by owls 1
    Santa Claus Is Coming Around 1
    skin 2
    the midnight girl 1
    hold 1
    here 0
    the other 1
    flashback 1
    violent pretty 1
    the people in the attic 1
    the ride 1
    my nightmares are awake 1
    no bugs 6
    waiting 3
    welcome 5
    a fetus in a clear bowling ball 6
    crows feet 7
    rats 5
    the mobster 4
    perfect 6
    jumper 5
    lady godiva 3
    malaise 3
    pirate 4
    flight on time 3
    fear of falling 4
    unfinished crow ? 5
    touch ( aka, am i made of summer ) 8
    chemocallouse
    s
    3
    elephant 5
    cancer 8
    skyline 5
    st. saviour 2
    satellites 4
    were you waiting for me ? 10
    snapshot 5
    fists 12
    lauren 17
    insomnia 18
    ceremony 12
    mother 14
    ash 27
    the june bug 15
    low 19
    thorns 10
    paralyzed 9
    mr. sparkle 15
    dresses 15
    glass 13
    cemetaries 18
    throe 18
    if i fell in love 27
    pills 22
    off black 20
    mannequin 22
    umbrage 12
    sick boy 12
    kelly has a big head 21
    unfairly fairy 26