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Not for the meek...
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For a love of such worth,I give my hand to you,to enjoy our lives together,each morning made of blueI reach out to kiss you,when your skies are grey,T..
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I stalk the innocent, in a blanket of night,As I soar above the clouds, Faster than light.I see my prey below, miles it would seema small wounded anim..
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Quake enliven, The ground below,Rocks will tumble, Row by row.Handle on life, Slipping fast,Do what you will, To avoid the blast.Among the living, Sou..
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deep in the heart, of what appears to be real,what you already know, it swears able to feelyou didn't do it, you were willing to bend,but sadness ensu..
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Dedication to ALL poets!
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