Graham Colson
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WinterA Poem by Graham ColsonWinter comes too soon Suffocating the landscape The season of Death |
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boredomA Poem by Graham Colsoni was bored, this definetly isn't my best |
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FreedomA by Graham ColsonKind of an essay |
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seven deadly sinsA Poem by Graham ColsonLUST, GLUTTONY, GREED, SLOTH, WRATH, ENVY, PRIDE |
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Everything we hadA Poem by Graham ColsonEverything we had And all the pain that you caused Somehow Istill care |
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AloneA Poem by Graham ColsonA little piece of writing I entered in some school writing contest awhile back. |
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