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Wouldn't it be simple Wouldn't it be simple: The soprano song of tick and tock Joining low, the grandfather clock. Foam caps dancing on hungry sea Woofwoofdog and buzzbuzzbee. Shard ...
sunshine girl - Oct 25, 2006 - 1 min read
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November’s Child solitude and snowy nights grey leaves in your midnight hair tangled upon your broken shoulders melancholy hazel eyes gentle hands and frozen heart trails of frost down ivory ...
cymbeline_x - Oct 25, 2006 - 1 min read
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Shraz - Oct 25, 2006 - 1 min read
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.:: Your Heart ::. our heart is a fragile part of our life It is like this side up with arrows or , caution fragile Some are danger stay away,
awsomwritter13 - Oct 24, 2006 - 1 min read
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Falling in Love with Parades, Military Marches and the Girl in number 23 King George Street By: Dan Sanders *This is a composite poem* Do you remember that day in ...
sabradan - Oct 24, 2006 - 2 min read
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When I called You did not come, You chose to sit, Made me feel glum. When I cried, You could not see, Why I was letting, It all get to ...
Peacefulgirl27 - Oct 24, 2006 - 1 min read
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how to begin a poem when the subject no longer exists? so your fatalistic penchants, pretty gin-soaked boy, taste of snow and apples on my tongue. so you darkened my ...
Fand - Oct 24, 2006 - 1 min read
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(secrets) on the thorn my finger falls a drop of blood as dark as night is when I’m all alone hiding from the falling rain silver moonlight silver rose darkness ...
cymbeline_x - Oct 24, 2006 - 1 min read
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I know it's irritating when poems are untitled but I honestly don't know what it should be- anything I come up with is too cheesy or obvious so suggestions are ...
mer - Oct 24, 2006 - 1 min read
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That was good(thats all i can say).
Shine - Oct 24, 2006 - 1 min read
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Following my Heart (through seasons of despair) My hope shall die with the Roses, in the spring bright and fresh and full of fragrance A single melody in an orchestra ...
cymbeline_x - Oct 23, 2006 - 1 min read
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yeah, i deleted it...
Pushca - Oct 23, 2006 - 1 min read
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If you feel the need, To smoke the weed, Or smoke some crack, Just know it's whack. Why not come to a peer, And talk instead, And get some help, ...
pandoraswritings - Oct 23, 2006 - 1 min read
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It reaches into the depths of my heart, Grasping for a place to live. It’s eternal beauty draws me into its depths. It is more than a person, object or ...
a_wolf123 - Oct 23, 2006 - 1 min read
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Poem deleted Sorry everyone, although this was rubbish anyway
Swottielottie - Oct 23, 2006 - 1 min read