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  • Poetry » Narrative
    Crime Scene Investigation

    It was the hottest kind of sticky city day, and the first dark stain they found proved not to be blood but a cherry ice pop, dropped and melted from ...

    faith - Sat Nov 20, 2004 8:12 pm

  • Poetry » Lyrical

    i need you as you need i everything we see its eye to eye conversations last for hours as we sit in fields of fragrant flowers worlds apart yet still ...

    -KayJuran- - Fri Nov 19, 2004 10:36 pm

  • Poetry » Narrative

    Hey everyone! I'm really horrible at categorizing poetry but I'm pretty sure this one fits in here. This poem was my baby for a long time and I think I've ...

    aisu_ookami - Fri Nov 19, 2004 2:48 am

  • Poetry » Other

    Roses Like satin on the fingertips, Wet with dew, Like a lovers sweet sweat, After you have coaxed the last gasp from their lips. And when the petals of roses ...

    Tessitore - Thu Nov 18, 2004 4:39 am

  • Poetry » Narrative
    The Gates

    stars whispered, gates closed. fear mounted, as red sun rose. a new day dawned, a battle won. people mourned, for what had begun. ... I would post the next verse ...

    -KayJuran- - Mon Nov 15, 2004 10:47 am

  • Poetry » Dramatic
    Oh Gray Threads!

    Oh gray threads, Will you envelop me Into a heart-warming embrace Of Brotherly love? To cover, to share the warmth That only you can provide? Oh, as I don you ...

    Brian - Mon Nov 15, 2004 4:17 am

Lots of times you have to pretend to join a parade in which you're not really interested in order to get where you're going.
— Christopher Darlington Morley