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frightA Poem by witchestittwas my last night on this earth the night i died of fright i perchanced upon a demon on that cold ill fated night it came upon me in the darkit f.. |
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..A Poem by witchestita rose is a thing of beauty its petals are sublime but nothing can compare to the first girl i called mine we met in a blaze of colour fire works.. |
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what will beA Poem by witchestitnaked came you to my bed endowed me of your charmes when sated lay contented wrapped in each others armes those nights we.d lay together the world .. |
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sad old roverA Poem by witchestithe.s old and shabby dirty and smelly but he once had a home he once had a telly the world has no time for this dirty old vagrant with his ravage.. |
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another new yearA Poem by witchestiti.ll light a candle to you my dear at this special time of year and send a blood red rose to the one i still hold dear as i raise a glass of marry.. |
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coldfeetA Poem by witchestitlate at night when the moon is shinning corpses from their graves start climbing cold lifeless eyes and long boney fingers deaths so long lor.. |
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on reflectionA Poem by witchestitwhen i look into the mirror i dont like what i see i see a sad old man and im surethat he.s not me his face is full of wrinkles grey hair and eyes.. |
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her last journeyA Poem by witchestitwreaths and sheaths and boquets abound theres an old lady lying wrapped in a shroud friends and neighbours are milling around while her husband is .. |
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thief of timeA Poem by witchestitwith our lives streached out before us we had no fear of time we were so young and carefree as we drank of lifes sweet wine but time in its time.. |
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my old cardboard boxA Poem by witchestittheres a cardboard box in my closet that bares the dust of time it holds all my childhood memories of the time when you were mine a box of infinat .. |
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