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My first Sonnet
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my first acrostic
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Brushed fingers; soft hands;
nervous shakes, through which honest
answers may be heard -or ignored, like theinsane love, weaved through my soul;..
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It's Never The End -You sighed
unfathomable words, refusing
to accept our approaching finality, yet
essentially it is the easiest option o..
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character side to a story i'm hoping to flesh out soon.
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Do
not glare at me with those
eyes
that convey all but optimism;
which
shall never be granted pass
inside
your ever-darkening heart.
..
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For the group 'Capture' competition, based on the art of Eugenia Loli.
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Who in the Devil was he? Well, the Devil, of course.
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Started funny ended with a lovely little life lesson for you all, or maybe its just nonsense, nevertheless, I still like it.
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Poem - inspired by Carol Ann Duffy, regarding Courtney Love and the passing of Kurt Cobain, that I wrote for my AS coursework.
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