angelite
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SometimesA Poem by angeliteSometimesSometimes the coldness of the world clips my wings,And I fall to the ground.Sometimes limitation climbs into my dreams at night,begging to be.. |
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My Blank PageA Poem by angeliteMy Blank PageMy blank page attempts to scold meFor not having a blanket of wordsTo keep it warm on nights like thisWhen each frail minute is distorted.. |
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