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The Blush of AshA Poem by icelandicblueI long to run barefoot through fields of lavenderdeep within the French countrysidewhere the rich and varied shades of purple kiss the horizon of the .. |
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Whispered MortalityA Poem by icelandicblueMortality courts me latelywhispering time is a game played beautifully by children.I am embroiled in a shadow warriddled with bullets,no bodies yet in.. |
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Unto The NightA Poem by icelandicblueJust practicing. ; ) |
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The Anatomy of HistoryA Poem by icelandicblueThe throne, though impressiveis a hard master, and the bejeweledcrown rests heavily upon the kingafflicted with a conscience.History does not remember.. |
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UnencumberedA Poem by icelandicblueThe vapor of the winter moon surrounds her and the filtered light blurs the stars transporting heraway from now into the never ending.She is but a spe.. |
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The Awakening of BeingA Poem by icelandicblueI saw you walk through the raging stormclothes askew and hair amiss, but your smile melted all trepidationand filled the empty void with light.Each st.. |
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Along The FaultA Poem by icelandicblueBeneath the deepest driftsthere sits an avalanche of emotionin stasis, frozen and waitingfor the ice to melt, biding time..until the warm breath of re.. |
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The Perilous Journey of HopeA Poem by icelandicblueThere is a certain beauty in pain,a smooth bleakness that reaches far into the horizon where it slices,without malice, into the setting sun.Cold winds.. |
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Weather BeatenA Poem by icelandicblueLife clouds my visionall I see is cold drizzlewashing me away. |
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Why I Hate The Happiest Place On EarthA Poem by icelandicblueI despise the happiest place on earthfake smiles upon faces of plastic mirth.The lines are long and the sun beats downwhile people stroll through Disn.. |
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