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A Poem by Doug
Words unspoken, friends left unmade
Silence is the best blockade-
Possible friends left alone
The lonely love their own-
Eyes meet, attraction..
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A Poem by Doug
A minstrel’s prayer
Echoes in the rain-
A woeful lament
Sung to honor the pain-
So cold, so cold
No life, no breath-
A mournful lament..
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A Poem by Doug
I
think I know myself, but I
Am
running scared from
The
truth of my being and the
Darkness
that possesses my soul-
The
Light sear..
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A Story by Doug
The Man, lying motionless on the ground, awoke. Even with his eyes closed, one breath of the coarse air over his bone-dry tongue told him something..
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