purpleman17
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What's A Clock?A Poem by purpleman17I always dreamed of a day when age wouldn't consume usone by one we watch our loved ones fallwhat is it all for?close the door to that pessimistic thi.. |
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H0O5W-2I9-F2E0E1L4A Poem by purpleman17The nausea sets inwhen the sun setstunnel vision is the present page in my history bookminimum keeps these bills close enough to want to chokeI need a.. |
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The Sun Always Rises.A Poem by purpleman17The lonely horizon enlivens the kid in mereminds me of goals set to become whom I wish to behistory repeats itself so failure is an optionso must succ.. |
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AaN wHoOmNaEnS'sT lMoAvNeA Poem by purpleman17Can I be an honest man?No fingers crossed when I hold your handWhen I see your eyes, no tears insideThat I could cause with foolish prideWhen I speak,.. |
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L.I.A.DA Poem by purpleman17Picture my dreams on a floating raft down the river that we call lifeShould the river go rogue and the raft overflow, well, there's always tomorrow, r.. |
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Love (The Heart's Wine)A Poem by purpleman17I see your eyes from across the wayis today our lucky day or just mine?and if no shall I recline into a dismal state of self loathingwealth? clothing?.. |
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