GoldenOne
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Let the Countdown BeginA Poem by GoldenOneOne week.Then I'll lay my weary eyesever so hungrily on your sweet frame.Seven days.Then I'll steal another lookat the face that hauntsthe lonely pace.. |
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CompletelyA Poem by GoldenOnelove poem in a new form I wanted to try out |
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SnapshotsA Poem by GoldenOneI bet you didn't know I see thingslittle pictures in my head of a road not taken.(Premonitions, maybe--only the good ones never come true)Like you and.. |
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RebirthA Poem by GoldenOneShe stands in the street, spinning, splashing, grinning. Drenched in the freedom of being exactlyeighteen point nine four three eight two zero,and dri.. |
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The BoardwalkA Poem by GoldenOneThe moon rises like a glowing anesthetic over the glassy water. The ferry lights are laughing, twinkling smartly at her tall frame which stands .. |
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Five Chop RoadA Poem by GoldenOneMemories hold a sacredness that reality cannot touch, and truth can be sadly lacking in the face of such holiness. But I have found a place that mem.. |
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SeventeenA Poem by GoldenOneWritten when I was seventeen, this poem sums up my favorite part of my 17 year old life. |
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