Melissa
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Roots of lifeA Poem by MelissaMy veins are the roots of life Their paper walls contain the red elixir that feeds my body Many tunnels that all originate to one ma.. |
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FireA Poem by MelissaMy soul is raw My flesh is charred My lungs are filled with smoke My lungs expand for air but instead contract and suffocate me They.. |
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DiggingA Poem by MelissaIm digging… Digging to fill and empty need But no matter how much I dig there will still be a deep empty hole Wait.. If I con.. |
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DreamscapeA Poem by MelissaMy head falls into my pillow I close my eyes and submit to my body’s fatigue I try to check the clock but my mind has already fled to my dream.. |
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IncubusA Story by MelissaJade Cecilia frankford grew up in Port Hope Ontario with her mother, Elisabeth Frankford. She resided in her families inherited 1920’s Victorian.. |
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SunA Poem by MelissaThe Rays of light slice through the curtains Filling the room with hues of honey colours The room becomes warm and inviting, my safe haven The refl.. |
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HappinessA Story by MelissaWhat is the true meaning of happiness? It is about living life in the moment instead of contemplating about what you would have liked to do. It is a.. |
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SoulA Poem by MelissaMy flesh houses my soul My body acts as a vessel My glass eyes are the window to viewing my soul As I look into the mirror and study my soul I see.. |
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RainA Poem by MelissaAs I lay in bed I can hear the raindrops knocking on my window A symphony of acoustic sound fills my mind The wild air whistles through the cracks o.. |
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The NightA Poem by MelissaNight It is still as I walk into the night Silence. . Mother Nature holds her breath as I break into her surface with my feet The dancing wind w.. |
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