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All contents are © Rebecca G. Jones. I handle plagiarism with a loaded gun, so please READ THIS before you think about pulling anything.

In 2002 my poetic muse was startled by the influence of a boy who I found myself growing fond of - a boy who I still to this day wonder how on earth I ever felt that way about him. Being only fifteen, I can't say that the five or six poems that I wrote every day were really worth reading afterward. Despite all that, I still managed to write a limited number of things that could be considered decent for my age. These are the limited few that managed to make the cut, along with a simple poem that sparked the beginning of my current addiction to coffee.


-- Another Thought
-- Blind Touch
-- Coffee
-- Maple Eyes
-- Speaker
-- Within Visions
-- White Grip