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I tried something different with this poem, it's longer than what I usually do.
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This poem is dedicated to my dreams, which always seem to find their way back to me when I am awake.
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Since I was a child, I grew up with a love of flowers. I admire their colors, their alluring smells, and of course, how they look in general. I also ..
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Holding on, restless nightsFilled with dreams,and starry skies.Losing sight, breathing sighs-Exhaling air,And finding light.Hand in hand, gazing eyes-..
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EuphoriaThis heartbreak is enticing-a chill runs down my spine,when I think about lovingyou, and I can call you mine.GazeI sometimes find myself looki..
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I thought that you could see me,I thought that I was one-That only you laid eyes upon.Is this what you've become?I used to say I love you,You were my ..
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The happiness is failing,It's what the devil said.The pain is merely slipping,From my heart into my head.My thoughts are loudly screaming,They're comi..
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my nightmares, my empty criesthe heartache, and the heaving sighswere all parts of my endless nightswhen i cried over youi almost died over youand you..
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It was around nightfall when hell began. The screams of people, my people, were heard from miles away. I heard the distant, and whimpering cries of pe..
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Chapter OneIt happened again, I thought. I had that dream again.I sat up in bed, running my hands through my hair. “What does this mean?” ..
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