The Poet of Black Wings
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MistA Poem by The Poet of Black Wingsill admit, this isnt my best work. |
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[no title 2]A Poem by The Poet of Black WingsShe spoke silent words, upon my death, upon my grave. I breathed empty breaths. I smiled, for, this was our first meeting, and my next life. |
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[no title]A Poem by The Poet of Black WingsA single forbiden kiss. that is all i can allow. It is all that you wish. Its the one thing, you musnt miss. |
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SirenA Poem by The Poet of Black WingsThe sea sings her sweet, siren song Luring me in closer Holding me Pulling me deeper Whispering in my ear Touching my lips She passes by my eyes.. |
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