Poems by Maggie

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  • Holding his gun in hand tight, fearing sight of...

  • Shall I not let us fall from where we started. The...

  • Sits under trees with leafs swaying
    Leafs rustling in the daylight air of midnight...

  • Music is the sound, the beating of his heart.
    His heart is is the melody, the harmony of her...