Quattro Hall
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NumbingA Poem by Quattro HallNumb to the touch of reality. Numb to all thing with cold or warmth. A life no one should live. Never knowing what a hand would like. Never knowing .. |
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still, sick and dead, yet I speakA Poem by Quattro HallFor this night I write. Not as a man but a being. I write for all to know. I write as a speaker for the dead. For I feel I am dead. Maybe even dyein.. |
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Try to understandA Poem by Quattro HallThe first new one, with a little more time and age. Here is to a good start of new writings. |
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Tears of memoriesA Poem by Quattro HallMemories of what in the past can bring tears to your eyes. Being alone, watching a sunset at a pier. As you look to a familiar seen, memories o.. |
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Letter to youA Poem by Quattro Hall“Please for tonight” these were the words I used in the last time we were together. Those were the words. I write now this letter .. |
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Tears of a sunsetA Poem by Quattro HallApologies to whom I may have loved. This sky is for you. With tears in my eyes I cry out to you my angel. Sweet meetings, loving encounters, .. |
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When I CaredA Poem by Quattro HallI looked at her, but she stares away.I speak to her but she kept a deaf ear.I try to touch her but she walks away.I want her but she dose not care for.. |
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Airplanes and hand grenadesA Poem by Quattro HallA broken heart is like death is something you can’t avoid. In many ways they are the same. In death you lose your self. With a broken heart you .. |
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Tell me about the endingA Story by Quattro HallThis is the first story I ever wrote using myself as the character base. Note: foul language |
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sorrow in peaceA Poem by Quattro HallIn sorrow I live in peace. With nothing and care I can’t not find peace. With my life in ruin I find the world is more curl. There is no life in.. |
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