Preface:

I write poems for me alone
I must really trust you when all are shown
When you read my poems, complete and whole
You are seeing inside my soul
Don't think you're special if you get a taste
Don't think we're close, you think in haste
I'm more selective with whom knows my mind
For people I trust are hard to find

-Me


Here's a taste:


Poem Name: Description:
Cheating Blood Spilled Never been married, but this is how I would be.
Don't Talk For the women that think they're better than someone else.
Gas         Just a funny poem after a date. We actually played pool, then hit McD's.
A Cowboy's Loss Written as depicted. This was after Q. Michelle Peterson.
Musical Transference Could someone translate this to elf writting?
Pain Another drunken rant
Self Centered Way beyond conciet! (Modeled after someone I knew)
S.O.T. I was 15 years old.
Stagnant Symbolism of my life.
The Song About a song of mine that's not on my site.
We Are Beholders What do you behold?
Words How I see them.
(T.B.D.) My darkness...


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