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What I LikeA Poem by Blue EyesSummer air Going to the fair Butterfly kisses And sweet wishes Birthday parties And eating smarties Big smiles Doing new hair styles Picking seashell.. |
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Wedding BellsA Poem by Holly M. MayThere she stood, At the top of the hill, Under the tree they used to call their own;The one where he would sing to her,The one where he wou.. |
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Fainting FancyA Poem by Bonnie MastersCusp of sleep again, although, this seems quite morbid to be honest! Not what I generally think about when half awake but it'll do! As always, read ra.. |
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CrimsonA Poem by Lucas GrashaCrimson I hear Church Bells ringing… Could they be ringing, coaxing along my trot, for me? Could I be God? No, no, I don&rs.. |
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I Promise To Be SilentA Poem by kera moondustI was just feeling like my voice wasn't being heard today... I'm not sure what it is, but I just feel like in certain places. I am silenced... and wel.. |
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Hell's BellsA Poem by RogueExperimental piece and a play on sounds and sins. |
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Stuck Between Jacks of White and BlackA Story by T. SorrellA scene in a liquor store. |
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Song of Sinai, Chapter 3A Chapter by M. L. ZaneFor whom does the bell toll? |
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All Soul's DayA Poem by Alfred KukitzFollows All Saints Day in November |
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Feelings for all of his natural lifeA Poem by B.JPurely fiction, but it can happen in real life |
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Do You Hear the Church Bells Ringing?A Poem by jennifermuirA poem that I wrote for no particular reason, but that I'm really proud of. |
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Christmas BellsA Poem by TraceA poem about the ringing of the Christmas Bells. |
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Chapter (34) I LIKE SUNDAYSA Chapter by MAD ENGLISHMANAS WE AGE OUR MEMORIES CAN BE A SOURCE OF COMFORT AND SECURITY. |
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RequiemA Poem by Rick Atheros1st BellTearsshining brightin your soaking wet coatThere was a timewhen you believednow you have grown cold.2nd BellSmall footsteps, small footstepssh.. |
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ContentmentA Poem by Alfred Kukitzthe "ahs" have it |
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Bells I'll Never HearA Poem by Lusus NaturaeFull wisteria blooms, Draped over the trees, Forming wooded rooms, Where fairies would mingle. Wild jewels hung on vines, Fragile bells I was .. |