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Home (bad name, I know)
You stand in a field, surrounded by family shadows are composed of friendly shapes, wind blows from the proper direction simple nourishment harmonious rhythms. A fertile tomb, where the spirits ...
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I dream.
I dream of becoming evil Dangerous A hazard to insects Small animals And children The sawn step on the evolutionary ladder. Indulging amidst Huge purple velvety leaves, Bulging seed pods, ...
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Dawn
The first light touches upon the head, Morning’s anointment. The dew evaporates, Inner chemicals mix and bubble There is magic ...
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Belladonna
EEk, this is the first poem i have submitted in a LONG time. Im not sure why im submitting this one...i wrote it very quickly. I just like it, i ...