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The Eyes of Night
Ok, this is not a very good poem to introduce myself with. I don’t like this poem. It’s so… repeating. I wrote it a while ago, and it is in ...
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The Olden Days
Hope you don't think it's too bad. Feel free to rip to shreds! -Y The Olden Days What happened to the ball gowns? To the the dusty ageing road? To ...
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Bluebirds.
This poem needs help. I sounds so...awkward. *Sigh* Any ideas? Bluebirds Bluebirds fly through a sky they cannot see, And never know it’s wrong. And when the clouds come overhead, ...
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No More
Good luck. No More Tears fall quick, As melted wax, That hardens On the floor. The water stain, Will there remain, A mark Forever more. The sky above, Will show ...
