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He raises his muzzle to the bright full moon,He howls his lonely song.The call of the wildThat all too soon,Echoes,And is gone.
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Really my father doesn't do this, and my mom and I don't fight often. But I like it, and it kind of just flowed out of my pen. So, yeah, enjoy. ^.^
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I'm a pyro. And I'm proud.
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One of my few happy poems... Yayy. ^.^
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Another sad poem.
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Just a kind of sad poem. But hey, do I have many poems that AREN'T sad?
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On Raven's boyfriend's birthday, she finally goes over to his house to present him with the gift she's been working her butt off for. But what she see..
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http://www.wattpad.com/2382373-my-poetry-collection-consequences
READ THIS and feel free to refresh the page a few times. (: It's for a contest, an..
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Another result of the third sleepless night in a row.
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Just a poem.
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