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Grey WinterA Poem by Maryem SumytaWinter's sky have turned into grey, Summer's warmth have faded away. It's been so long since you're gone Both my days and nights are stuck at the .. |
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ImposterA Poem by K.P.H.Mnoun; one that assumes false identity or title for the purpose of deception |
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Copies of a Thousand Winter Pages.A Poem by Ken Simm.Part of a thousand pages |
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That Was RandomA Poem by Robert RonnowThere are actual peoplehalf woman half manrunning mornings anddream people in movieshalf language half light.Tomorrow is John’s funeral.* * *Thi.. |
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Flakes of LoveA Poem by Jenna KWhat makes love and and snow alike. |
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IngrainedA Poem by K.P.H.Madjective; (of a habit, belief, or attitude) firmly fixed or established; difficult to change. |
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Grief plays heavy on the heartA Poem by GeeWinter, like grief often lingers on. For Deb and mum |
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OhthereA Poem by Robert Ronnow“There’s nothing you wish for that won’t be yours if you stay alive.” --BeowulfWinter has arrived and the wind cuts throught.. |
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Beyond the HorizonA Story by SparksInTheNightEric and I are the perfect couple. Children of the Empire. With everything stretching out for us to conquer and subdue. Except we don't want to co.. |
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personal jesusA Poem by jaye riveri know what i’m feeling, and it hurts.it’s thirty three degrees, the freezing air stings our facesand cracked skin, sinking deep into our .. |
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TakenA Poem by KingKatDon't touch me Don't leave me I'm scared I'll wilt and wither like those who came before Don't rush me Please teach me How can I ever bloom in .. |
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With haste to Spring I bid you go(winter)A Poem by GeeMy least favourite season looms:(( |
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Elliot and NivariaA Story by MerinoTwo snow loving friends have a snowball fight. |
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Winter - The season of ever annoyanceA Poem by Stu. T.H.Winter is one season to frown upon, Out of the four, this one most likes to tease and taunt, Rather than ending us with one quick heartache, It ben.. |
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Winter comesA Poem by Stu. T.H.Winter comes after Autumn, When unknown sorrows begin to blossom, When every touch warrants a chill, And relentless winds hike the tallest of hills.. |
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A Jolly Season Without MeA Poem by Stu. T.H.Mistletoes haggle, on their quest to pair new couples, While I wish snow would come early, to bury my sorrows, This night is not an unusual night, .. |
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