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  • The Path of Destruction

    I decided to veer away from stories for a moment and wrote a poem about the path of destruction.All is lost,But losing is nothing.When nothing is left,That could ever be ...

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  • Sing A Song

    I wrote this in class when we were revising alliteration.Sing me such a dainty songand fill my heart with pride.Bellow quite a brilliant balladand bring forth a rhyme.Lull me with ...

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  • Secrets...

    Secrets I keep, wish I could tell. Silence I seek though it brings me hell. Truth and lies, I tell them all. Let them out, be my downfall. Perfect they ...

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  • A Shell I Am

    Spoiler! : A random piece of poetry I wrote about what society does to people. An innocent shell I am,blind, naive, and trusting A shallow shell I am,pretty on the ...

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  • The Beach

    Water rushes forth, sparkling and blue. To clean away the old and show the sand anew. Sun shines down, glittering and gold. Lighting all the open and warming every ...

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  • Alone

    A poem inspired by the theme of loss.

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  • Sparkling Like Insanity

    AN:I'm a bit iffy about the title. I am very open to suggestions for it. Shiny lights that dazzle darkness that abides lost among the wilderness that is space and ...

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  • For All It Can Be

    All it is- is drowning; buried in ones own cares.

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  • This Is What You've Done

    paint a line paint it red black blue.

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  • Currently Untitled Poem

    A currently untitled poem I wrote during the March Poetry WS following the prompt "the flowers grow".

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  • I think I'm in love (with the rain)

    My fourth poem for NaPoWriMo inspired by a sudden liking of rain.

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  • [ctrl] + [a] --> [del]

    A short musing on all the things we go to say, only to be deleted before they're even posted.

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I don't care what the miserable excuse is for showing the death of books, live, on screen. Men, I could understand; but books! -
— Edwin Morgan, From the Video Box 2