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The Flames of Hope
This is one of my first attempts at poetry. Since I have nothing else to say, here it goes:Dark clouds hover above my headThey follow where ever I treadThere is ...
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Song of the Siren
Dark hair swaying like seaweedA Siren sits perched on a rockShrouded in a fine mistShe opens her mouth to singHer voice fills the airA high haunting melodyMingling with the rhythm ...
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Withering Beauty
Once a glorious flowerThe red rose withersIts petals fallingLike leaves in autumnOnce a tall proud stemIs now stooped and shriveledGlossy emerald green now brownFragile and limp, clinging to fading li
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Forever Gone
Cracks emerged across the glassy surface We tried to patch them up But the race of time was against us When we noticed the fissures The glass was shattered, and ...
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Trapped Between Your Pages
Even when all your sheets are turned over And your story-our story-draws to a close I will still be trapped between our pages Lying, bent, shattered With my face upturned To the yellow skies Until they are all I see
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Call It Sanity
A poem about insanity.
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To Turn a Spark Into a Forest Fire
The last thing you taught me was Grief is a shapeshifter.