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  • Poetry » Dramatic, General Re: These Walls

    These walls contain me, as my life comes to a close my fists are no match; and my scarred wrists, hold no strength. I feel the wicked eyes of my ...

    Apr 17, 2009
  • Poetry » Dramatic, General Re: When I'm With you.

    The raging waves flow higher. The juicy strawberries become riper. The exotic rain forest grows vaster. The full, glowing moon rises sooner. When I’m with you. The shriveled, sick flowers ...

    Apr 17, 2009


When you cut pieces out of the truth to avoid looking like a fool, you end up looking like a moron instead.
— Robin Hobb