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terms of griefA Poem by m.s.earlyIf buried the long dream beneath a shade waiting, the stone placed at the rotting head, the dirt cast with resentment will wash away, but that .. |
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move forward young tigerA Poem by m.s.earlyHaving been the tiger and the broken feet, this is an expression of watching the young go off to learn from their mistakes while misunderstanding and .. |
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colors love you mostA Poem by m.s.earlyAn attempt to concoct a soup of senses |
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in the alleyA Poem by m.s.earlyHis long dark cloak He, the absence of light His shadow broken only by the ember of his cigarette |
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photographA Poem by m.s.earlyYour photograph makes me want to kiss youIn a way that only lovers know.It’s the way your eyes shine like emeraldsOn skin as soft as snow,Or the.. |
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her poetry breathes lovely lifeA Poem by m.s.earlyThis is for a five word contest |
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