Nikki Hornsby Poems

Some People Kill Dragons in their Dreams
Some people kill Monsters;
But Some People
Kill their own Dreams
...

There you were. Here I was.
Ever was a friendship
growing,
but even
...

We use to talk
So often, even
Without words,
But there are so few
...

Dreamers
are
Always
dreaming
...

If I am right please tell me,
but if I am wrong
show me,
because
...

I think the world
Is like a bucket of fresh
Milk on the farm:
The Cream
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Anyone can accent
The Negatives
But it takes
Courage
...

If there were
But one second left
In my life,
I would spend it
...

Is it the
Heart of the Matter
Or
the Matters of the Heart
...

Someone must have told me
The greater things
I learn,
The lesser things
...