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Update for 05.13.08:

Male Model by Phil Doran

Set to Replay by Willie Smith

Backsliding by Cynthia Ruth Lewis

Tree by G. David Schwartz

05.05.08:

Disintegration by Don Hucks

Five Feet and Building by Joel Van Noord

Grocery Aisle by Richard Lighthouse

Cross the Road by Ashok Niyogi

04.29.08:

Lookalikes by Phil Doran

Dinner by Brandi Wells

The Modern Covenant by Daniel E. Wilcox

Death by Onions by Michael Frissore

04.21.08:

Future's Children by Kimberly Raiser

Identity Theft by George Anderson

The Datists by Adam Engel

A Great Deal of Money by Justin Hyde

04.14.08:

Mr. Papaya and Dale by Eric Suhem

California by Caroline Imreibe

Aftermath of Vehement Argument #1,068 by Cynthia Ruth Lewis

Trip-Hammer Vitality by Lisa Nickerson

04.07.08:

The Florence of Basel, or Why Readers of Nietzsche Need to Read Burckhardt by Jeff Crouch

Slideshow by Miles J. Bell

Friends of the Poet by Sean C. Bowen

Picture Perfect by Leah Baldwin

03.24.08:

The Streak by Jeremy Hendrix

Grab Your Butts by Emme Hor

Far Away by Ashok Niyogi

Staring Down a White-Tailed Doe by Aleathia Drehmer

03.17.08:

The Hairbrush by Vernard Kennedy

Dog Days of Winter by Niall Berkeley

Poem From My Grave by Michael Lee Johnson

Mashed Potatoes and Hamburgers by Matt Finney

03.10.08:

Hard Work by Luis Cuauhtemoc Berriozabal

Jetty Cake Pigs by J.D. Nelson

I'm Quiet in Bed by Moctezuma Johnson

Tequila Shakes by Richard Lighthouse

Piece By Piece

by Leah Baldwin

Piece by piece…bit by bit…
I'm slowly giving me away and I'll be all gone…

A hug a kiss a small caress, Supposed love revealed…
But still…

Piece by piece…bit by bit…

A painful act…a bruised face…and broken heart

Piece by piece…bit by bit…

A new name… a new face…a new hope for…
A hug a kiss and yet the same…

Piece by piece…bit by bit…

The same story, the same lines, the same everything…the same…

Piece by piece…bit by bit…

A vicious cycle when nothing's learned
No change made, and supposed love flows, ebbs and fades.

Piece by piece…bit by bit…

I'm broken now it seems and can't keep going on…not like this
One person after the other adding to each others pain,
spiraling slowly, slowly out of control

Piece by piece…bit by bit…

What's love…I can't find it…
And I keep giving what I think I suppose could be love…
But it's me I'm giving
My values I'm sacrificing
My god I'm setting aside
And still… gaining nothing

Piece by piece…bit by bit…

There is no peace and no man can love me like God
And the price is too big to pay for those who want to try…
And if I keep trying then

Piece by piece…bit by bit…
I'm slowly giving me away and I'll be all gone…

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Leah Baldwin is a Single Black Female just trying to get by in this thing we affectionately call life.

posted 05.30.05.

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