Poems by Martin Leach

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  • How does one show signs of maturity?
    Is it in our thoughts...

  • Hearts of Stone
    Solid...

  • I seem to have this problem with the unobtainable.
    I desire yet someone else has her...

  • There is no way to describe you!
    I have neither the wit...

  • Two beats of Hormones
    Prowling the Arena...

  • As I sit here
    Thoughts flowing freely...

  • My Angst, My Joy
    these are the words...

  • Hate
    How is such a short word...

  • Blah, Blah, Blah
    Nothing to say...

  • Distance makes the heart grow FONDER!
    An interesting quote about the effects of love...

  • We tend to love what hurts us most
    We seem to relish the joy of hurt...

  • The heart is in denial
    It beats in vain...