Knij Nagili
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To The PrinceA Poem by Knij NagiliThe harshest word became The sweetest term of endearment Every second was eternity Of ardor so violent What a twisted web we weave So full of d.. |
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The Mirror TalksA Poem by Knij NagiliA mirthless smile That is anything but happiness More often of anger and deviance And rarely, of sadness A boisterous laugh Isn’t what it.. |
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And She Was GoneA Poem by Knij NagiliThis was written at the height of my teenage angst years, around when I was 14-15. |
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Hues of ChaosA Poem by Knij NagiliGrey for the wind Yellow for the light Colors I have seen From the darkness of the night Blue for water Red for fire My heart is burning With.. |
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The Black UmbrellaA Story by Knij NagiliNot only beautiful things deserve attention. |
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