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A Poem by frnd
Dew falls gently on the grass.
It comes every morning,
As shure as the last,
And fades away
With the coming of day.
Tiny round beads
Greet my..
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A Poem by frnd
Leaves
slide
slowly,
smoothly,
down
down
down
to
the
cold,
cool,
contemptuous
ground.
The earth holds tightly to all she can grasp
Nev..
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A Poem by frnd
I am something that others may throw away.
Uncared for, I am closedOff and slowly turn gray.
To love I have never been exp..
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A Poem by frnd
SUN rays shine gaily through the blinds,
Tantalizing MY eyes,
Burning brightly THROUGH the falsehoods
Which I truly DESPISE.
How can something ..
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A Poem by frnd
Love is a phoenix.
It always starts from the ashes of
One that has fallen, died, burned.
Winds lightly swirl the ashes,
Tentatively asking for m..
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