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"RUDE"A Poem by wisutdowseThe tips of my finger feels heavyAs my body turns greyMy eyes blur my vision disorientedMy body begins to acheI yelp yet not help comesThis is the pri.. |
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The Sorrow of AbsenceA Poem by wisutdowseAs I stare into the eternal abyssLife begins to take form of something oddly new and unknownA life once knownA life no longer knownShe is realShe is a.. |
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writerA Poem by wisutdowsejust my mind. |
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Admiring starsA Poem by wisutdowseThe beauty of stars, or in this case "a star" |
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The "Man"A Poem by wisutdowseThe first poem I wrote, hope to inspire many others ! |