Francis-Gray
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VelvetA Poem by Francis-GrayA poem written in response to the dilapidation I found in the city around me and my head. |
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No SongA Poem by Francis-GrayHow can she be defined?That which humbles allIn modest form,As her soft word hyphenates to verseBridged to refrainFrom catharsis in chorusTo be explor.. |
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It's Not GoodbyeA Story by Francis-GrayFirst attempt at writing in a short story format. |
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SheA Poem by Francis-GrayThe unstructured doodling of how I wished old flames could rekindle. |
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Preacher on WednesdayA Poem by Francis-GrayAn anecdotal poem of an experience I had with one of the kindest men I've met. |
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MothsA Poem by Francis-GrayI have a small soft spot for Moths... |
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EponymousA Poem by Francis-GrayThis is the central title from my first collection 'Poetry is Dead'. It discusses my experience of Literature lectures. |
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True DefinitionA Poem by Francis-GrayThis was writen not long ago, in a (somewhat typical) state of discontent whilst working a menial position in a large supermarket. |
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