America. Although she feeds me bread of bitterness, And sinks into my throat her tiger’s tooth, Stealing my breath of life, I will confess I love this cultured hell that tests my youth!

Memory Lane Poem. In the 1970s, over a pint or two at their local on a few Sunday afternoons, my man and three of his friends were reminiscing about …

“For we shall all stand before the judgment seat of Christ.” -Romans 14:10 KJV

1 I CELEBRATE myself;: And what I assume you shall assume; For every atom belonging to me, as good belongs to you. I loafe and invite my Soul; I lean and loafe at my ease, observing a spear of summer grass.

WEDDING DRESS POEM Submitted By: Ilove2scrapit Shes been dreaming ’bout her wedding dress since she was a little teen.. white with …

The High Flight by John Magee part of Dave English’s collection of flying quotes

Poem of the Masses. my smile melts with confusion artisticly enhanced she titty-danced her clients glanced at her mammarily-expansed bust, de-pantsed

To my darling husband who died in March 2008. This poem has helped me to express my feelings to all who are going through the same situation as me.

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by Vidhi Vij 7 months ago I had my first relationship when I was 16. The guy I dated was 10 years older to me. I was deeply in love with him, but maybe for him I was just a fling.