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Pounding, echos, nightmares in the deep. All around, everywhere thought to be a safer place than here.Nowhere is safe enough.Footsteps on broken leave..
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Learning to love time
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one of my more...interesting ideas...
at least I think so...
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Reaching, fading, falling
I feel a strange sort of calling
As if we all with one voice sing
And in our voice, all echo’s ring
Is this truly ..
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old wisdom
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Since all my poems are about love lol here’s one that’s not.
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Dark heart, would I could depart.Oh, for dread.Your wicked lines strike fear in me.I beg release.Regress, oh, deep dark heart.If only you could seeHow..
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Heartless! Heartless!
Ever does she cry,
Who knows what wings will lift her off to fly?
The cause was things,
She had to bear.
With peace upon th..
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This is a short story I intended to illustrate...I don't know if that will happen or when it will, but I hope you like it.
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So many wonderful stars light the night sky. Countless to be see with a naked eye. They speckle the expanse of the deep black, shining forth with ench..
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