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A Poem by Anna
Persephone screams, the demon of Spring,but Aphrodite is cold, and frost cannot see.Wickedness corrupts a goddess, then everything;"How fitting it is,..
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A Poem by Anna
The frost on the window-pane obscures -blurs the snowfall and the beckoning night.I drink to the pale flurry that ensures,that the world that was, is ..
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A Poem by Anna
Footprints in the white, white snow before a castle old,belonging to the wolf who lurks deep in pine shadows.His eyes are pale but yellow like the sun..
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A Poem by Anna
Do you even know what it feels like to want to disappear?You approach me through this distant doorway; my drink is low.I fill the glass, gazing into t..
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A Poem by Anna
I feel the ghosts of something I know I cannot recall,their meaning, their names, beyond my feeble reach.Though they walk up and down my longest, blan..
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A Poem by Anna
Why is it always 2:00 AM?The day has come and gone;I slept it away.I miss when it would repeatedly begin,instead of how it is always at an end.The ear..
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A Poem by Anna
I see the color leaving his hair with my words,his face pales like the moon, sharp and crescent.The shine of his eyes dies down with my lies,and I am ..
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A Poem by Anna
How long have I sat here on my cold bedside,trembling from this feeling;discontented and unsure of my terrors?The hours dwindle down,into a nightly cy..
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A Poem by Anna
Seven years by, the torrent of ice persists,freezing the bones of a galaxy that resists.What brings you to that frosted edge there,where nothing but c..
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A Poem by Anna
In my dreams, I told her that I wished I could justtear out my heart and give it to her.Her face was so gentle; a wave of joy took me under,and it hel..
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