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J'aime pas; j'aime
A Poem by
Marc
Marc n'aime pas.... les gens impolis et grossiers les journées stressante des erreurs de grammaire dans les nouvelles Marc aime.... le..
Freak show
A Poem by
Marc
Hate me if you have to Love me if you want Dance your silly dance Drink your plasma wine You're not fooling anyone I can see through your veil I..
Tides
A Poem by
Marc
Diminishing tide Going out to sea Seaweed Seashells For the gulls Salt water air Rushing to the shore Sun scattered by clouds Setting Throu..
Drifting
A Poem by
Marc
Listen... Can she hear My whispers in her ear While she sleeps Worlds away Where Puffins play On their island paradise As the summer wind Ease..
Drought
A Poem by
Marc
Steam rising from the window It's not yet breakfast Yesterday's sweat Lingers in the air Dry and salty Another earth cracking day Weeks without ..
February
A Poem by
Marc
Cold cheeks Colder with the wind Arctic chill Blowing across the fields Drifting snow Moving faster Faster towards the tree-line At the edge of..
Slipped
A Poem by
Marc
Falling Deeper Deeper Cold Cold Colder than before Colder than snow Colder than ice Deeper Blue turns to grey Turns to black Lightly disapp..
Gravity
A Poem by
Marc
Listen while hearing nothing Glueless, no nails or screws Yet stuck together In a world that's slowly crumbling Powerless against its fall It..
Evening Thoughts
A Poem by
Marc
Sometimes When the sun sets In its basket of colours I miss the sound of rain Falling on the rooftop And dripping on the leaves Of the maple tre..
Bunnies
A Poem by
Marc
The water's gone Receding Back to the ocean Where it belongs Those long lonely days are over On the sandy beach Warmed by the sun Lays a maroo..
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