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A Poem by Anna
I heard knocks on God's stained glass,half past midnight in the cathedral.Oh the air came stiffly unto my skin,where the dust slept in the bell tower...
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A Story by Anna
A candle in the window, two stories up. Flickering in the blackness all alone. The snow flakes fall gently by, each to their own ballet. Upright only ..
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A Poem by Anna
Curly haired, kindly smiles,pipe smoke and wandering eyes.To venture upon such a sight,he sought not after gold nor whys.Tangled, but not forever so l..
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A Poem by Anna
Looking off into a space of stars,we stand together, for a reason I don't know.I fell through strange worlds I can't recall,and he leaves me like a br..
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A Poem by Anna
The cold winds of France,had no voice for the estranged.I saw the air become colors of blood,turning shades to the deranged.Philosophy is no part of t..
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A Poem by Anna
Pink buttercups and yellow wheat grass,swaying idle on the sweet hills back home.So strange to the odd lands I travel now,a distant thought to each pl..
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A Poem by Anna
Walking and skipping, playing about,oh so simply, for a little child was I.Humming the tunes, mother taught,when a shadow lingered behind my eye.Turni..
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A Poem by Anna
Candles in all my windows,hiding secrets from the night.Shadows on all my doorsteps,true devils do not fear the light.Clocks by all my fireplaces,tick..
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A Poem by Anna
I was in waiting for the springtime,of the pale yellow mountain flowers.Air scented by the smoking chimney,valleys and hills singing by the hours.But ..
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A Poem by Anna
I walked from a graveyard on a winter night,dusting the death from our shoulders as rust.Mother, adorned in black, never truly left it,her pale face f..
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