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Of the beauty and grace of the Earth,We are tyrant in nature.Falling with every stepAnd ever so slightly faster.A seed is a child,And an ocean wave ca..
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You paint the skyIn blacks and whites.I never should have sounded goodbye.But you are an artist,And you can paint the dream that I will reach out to a..
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The stars align in your eyes,Maybe we can shine,Spread wings and fly like the stars that show no bounds.I know not what I think.Lend me the strength t..
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Shimmering skies,
Shimmering oceans of gold.
I stretch out my arms to you,
In high hopes you’ll grant me back my soul.
I prefer, with all th..
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The perfect storm collides,
Within my mind,
I see the heavens crack, the moon descend,
The oceans crash upon the sun.
In night, we are helpless.
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Once,
I could have felt a ting of beauty between us.
Something no others could’ve felt,
Because we had it all.
No arguments,
No pain, only ..
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This is a poem I recently found. I actually wrote this in middle school. So...be nice XD
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This work describes how we will never see what lies beyond until we venture there, and that once we arrive there, it will hopefully be everything we w..
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Chapter I
Emily picked up her violin, a beautifully adorned instrument, oak wood with a black finish, lined with a golden trim. She placed it in it..
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Chapter II
She pushed open the double doors of her estate, wanting to be as quiet as possible. She set her violin case down on the ground and ru..
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