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Dyed Red
This poem is also posted on other threads such as or EvThreads, so don't be surprised if you've seen it somewhere. Dyed Red The moonlight illuminates my heart, The candles ...
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The Hungry Bunny
The Hungry Bunny Here comes the Hungry Bunny, With his big round eyes and a huge furry tummy. Run away from the Hungry Bunny, He'll gobble up all your broccoli! ...
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The Volcano
The Volcano Listen to her angry roar, Echoing from a fiery hell's door. She blows her trumpet, Sending a smoke of fury into the air. Pieces of her burning heart ...
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Penguins of Antartica
Penguins of Antartica Penguin of North Antartica Wanted to see his mama. He packed his bag, rode on a sled And waved goodbye to his friends. Penguin of South Antartica ...
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New Day
New Day Setting sunlight, trapped in the eye of the past, only to rise again on the new dawn. Farewell To golden, meaningful times and to situations of the dark. ...
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Broken Glass
Broken Glass Broken glass, Whisper your stories. Melt the tears Of cold, dead hearts. Broken glass Litter the night sky. Hands of crying souls Battering onto doors Guarded by Death. ...
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The Tantrum Of May
The Tantrum Of May I had a little sister called May, She would cry for the whole day. Once her puppy laughed, She tore it in half, And never stopped ...
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Deepest Memories
Deepest Memories The wind was so cheerful, brushing happily against our faces. The skies were so blue, they never turned solemn and sad. Birds sing out their hearts, while flying ...
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Solitary Seas
Solitary Seas The skies are summer-blue, but they carry an unwavering sense of gloom. The sound of seagulls echo into the horizon, but they seem distant to me. A lonely ...
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Barren Lands
Barren Lands A new dawn is approaching, it's light shines through my fingers. But still, a sorrowful wind still blows. Far away, a child cries, With nothing but the skies ...
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Curiousity And The Catharsis
Curiousity And The Catharsis Hear the wind blowing, sending our voices into the air. We are merely colours, ready to fade, as the pressure of guilt washes it away. A ...
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Sea
Sea Blue and clear, just like a melting sapphire, Flowing down steadily like a tortoise’s footfalls. Glinting like a vast layer of azure ice, it opens its palm and swallows ...
