T.a Walling
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Dashes of DickinsonA Poem by T.a WallingHow sinister to produce a fiend,That comes pouncing from within.It cowers in the shadow,Exploitingmortal sin.The question of its rational,Laughs sligh.. |
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Medieval MemoryA Poem by T.a WallingThe sculptured wall of memory.What apeculiarthoughtIn a world that lacks necessityIt's covered with forgot.You organize the spaces,Distort them consta.. |
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UncertainA Poem by T.a WallingDoubt is but a fellow,In relentlesspursuit.Slidingravenouslyinto a moment.Onepristinein beauty,capable oflovelinessCorrupted by his uglyness.Holding s.. |
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AcadamiaA Poem by T.a WallingUncast oddity.I proclaim youLord of precision.With those eagle eyes and lack of wingsYou drop to the top.Behold the hostile hue,That sparkles incritic.. |
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A ReplyA Poem by T.a WallingI passed beneath your tattered frameI took without considering shame.You placed me on a pedestalA guarantee of the longest fall.With passions forged o.. |
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