Poems from soniawrites

i threw my shoe at Bush.
I still smell the blood - From the wounds and the punctures  of my need for your love a desire that destroyed me.  Feasted on every last...
I look up and I see the red and blue flashes. this my friends is not a tale of two cities.just one city. my city.the city that birthed...
last january a boywith deep brown eyesand heavy eyelids kissed mebut a kiss was all he wantedand i have yet to evict himfrom my heart. in...
I look up and I see the red and blue flashes. This my friends is not a tale of two cities.just one city. my city.the city that birthed...
I daydream oftenabout being loved and wanted.About being discovered and cherished.Instead I've been forgotten,shoved in a corner by...

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