Every song has a river 

every boat has a name 

every being has a purpose 

each purpose is the same

When I said I'd die for you 

I was really already dead 

those tears cried of sadness

were tears of emptiness instead

When you said you'd write to me

the writing was on the wall

I'm not really waiting

silence on a deaf ear falls

When I said I miss you

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You may think it’s blank—
Or even free—
Verse, but you may be
Unfamiliar with the voice,
The accent, the dialect
Of the author.

You don’t see the rhyme
If you pronounce things
Differently. And you may miss
The meter, if you speak with
A different cadence.

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I saw her standing on a crowded train,

a beautiful face and a perfect frame.

With oriental features and flawless skin,

was this superficial or was there beauty within?

She caught me looking and to my surprise,

she smiled and looked directly into my eyes.

I felt transfixed and my heart took flight,

is this what they mean by 'love at first sight'?

As the train ...

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Pink, Red, and orange

fade to black

and I take cover

hiding under the bed.

Laying with the demons roaring

screaming attack

I thought he was a lover

but he just needed to be fed.

Bigger than this body,

stronger than these bones

Crack

echos as the bones snap.

My ears ring with bawdy

words of meancing tones.

Wack

as he finishes his tap

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If you become 
what you think about 
most of the time... 

I am becoming 
poetry, a lyrical 
fantasy floating 
in rhyme. 

I am becoming 
love and light,

Doing my best
to do what's right.

I am becoming 
forgiveness 
and peace. 

Healing souls
like Wayne 
and Louise.  

I am becoming
who God intended
me to be.

Leaving a loving
legacy. 

I am becoming 
free.

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I think we can be something special,

So let's just take it slow,

And wait until we're ready,

To decide where this goes.

There's no need to rush,

Because I'll always be here,

Today, tomorrow,

For the next million years.

-tae

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So it's cliche,
write anyway.

So it's not 
gramatically correct,
write anyway.

So it doesn't rhyme,
write anyway.

Don't let judgmental
"experts" distort
your perception 
of poetry 
or silence
the part of 
your soul that
longs to make
sense of life.

Just write 
any way! 

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