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ForegivnessA Poem by CrimsonHintsThese sounds that are sounded are so perfectly soundless.Do I hear what my ears hear or am I insane?I concieve that she concieved what I concieved was.. |
Crystal ClearA Poem by FoundInThoughtAn unpolished poem that I've been struggling to edit. I think many of us learn the pain of an all-too-promising relationship gone bad and I was tryin.. |