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Snowflakes Of Summer
A Poem by
Ross Emerson Realino
And so it was The day I left my heart on this table Under the old shed Next to a humble tree It was this table that wrote this episode It was a..
Four Walls Of Infinite Sadness
A Poem by
Ross Emerson Realino
I walked down the stairs of emptiness All that I have followed was a shadow of you I was almost halfway of reaching you But again, you were gone in..
Diary Of A Spaceman
A Poem by
Ross Emerson Realino
I saw all I saw everything I was sent to survey the void Then found myself dreary Celebrated yet disenchanted With my tears against the gravi..
The Best Days Of Our Lives
A Poem by
Ross Emerson Realino
Cracked emotions Disappointed people Fragile hearts Shattered dreams U-turns and highways Red lights and blue skies Loners and lovers Sleepy ..
All Hail The Fictitious Dictator!
A Poem by
Ross Emerson Realino
We have come to witness the fall The fall of humanity in my hands In my hands, where your minds revolve Revolve around your blind society Society ..
1998
A Poem by
Ross Emerson Realino
Time is never the same at all A path of no return Leaving the memoirs of youth Where our lives our forever changed We will never be the same We'r..
White Silhouette
A Poem by
Ross Emerson Realino
And what? What should I say? Is there something to say? Is there something I need to know? I tried to save you I tried to open your mind But y..
Esther's Playground
A Poem by
Ross Emerson Realino
Alone inside these four walls Silence whispered as the night falls With lights off and candles on Her daily mantra plays on and on Shattered gl..
Ad Infinitum
A Poem by
Ross Emerson Realino
Sunshine doesn't last all day In the night, it will fade away Caught in a reverie of me and you In my mind is a thousand pictures of you Lost in ..
Nameless
A Poem by
Ross Emerson Realino
All these words seem to be meaningless. Who cares if I write these things? Will I get relieved? Will I get better? They all seem to slip away...
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