Miss Coral
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6A Poem by Miss Coralif I could, I would write solar systems in the lines of your palms;you get lost so easilyso softly, like the murmursof closed doors in quiet hallwaysa.. |
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3A Poem by Miss Coralnapo |
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2A Poem by Miss Coralnapo |
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on dangling feet and the will to jumpA Poem by Miss Coraliseven stepsto homeor helleach foot is brokenand swinging loose from my anklescracking furtherlike leavesor stonesmy feet are softer, thoughcallousedb.. |
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1A Poem by Miss Coralnapo |
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cracklingA Poem by Miss Coralmore of a personal blog |
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breaking through/being brokenA Poem by Miss Coraldon't even know how old this one is |
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Under FogA Story by Miss Coralkind of more prose poetry than anything else; probably quite cliche. definitely quite cliche. |
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Folded UpA Story by Miss Coralone of my very rare attempts at prose |
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rememberingA Poem by Miss Coralold stuff |