Mae-Alice
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AngelsA Poem by Mae-AliceAngels don't compare to the beautyroses bow at her feetmountians tumble in her breaththe sun continously shines in her presenceFor she is beautifu.. |
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NightmaresA Poem by Mae-Alicewhen you were a child did you believe your nightmares? the ones your parents taught to you or the ones you found in your own mind I believed my nig.. |
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PanicA Poem by Mae-AliceSystematically.I am driven into the ocean.into insanity.It is fate in which the trust is put?A fate that slips away?That allows fears to conquer.Repla.. |
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The TreeA Poem by Mae-Alicethere is a treethat has fallenin this stormits leaves deadyet still beautifullying all aroundbut with each treethat fallsin this old forestit seemstha.. |
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{Untitled}A Poem by Mae-Aliceto find a love so truewould be so fineman or womanis not what lies in waitjust that feelingso rightto make my heart flutter at the mention of your na.. |
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WithinA Poem by Mae-AliceHe looks down at his weeping loverstares at the tears cascading from her reddened eyes what has he done to cause so much pain? .. |
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Almost Holy, Practically PerfectA Poem by Mae-AliceFebruary 10th, 2006 |
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BelongingA Poem by Mae-Aliceto belong to someone or something or someplace or sometimeis one thing each of us long forwe have fallen into trapsand stereotypes of humanityeach of .. |
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The MadmanA Poem by Mae-AliceI find safety in the arms of this madmanhis terror appealing in my eyesthe fear that is stricken when he walks into a roomit islike the feeling a buli.. |
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