Poems by Kevin Vaca

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  • Quiet...
    All quiet...

  • Is nothing but a road.
    There's always one person helping you stay on the...

  • And as I prepare to sleep.
    My legs grow weak...

  • When I think of death.
    I well up with sorrow...

  • He was doing well.
    But slept without his icon...

  • And it all goes into another day's past.
    All records, safely there. In the open...

  • There and looked into her eyes,
    I realized how much I loved her...