A'Zead
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Tired Eyes Of The DeadA Poem by A'ZeadThe tired eyes of the dead never stop looking. Through exhaustion they check both ways before crossing roads that lead to somewhere, but they're roads.. |
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YearningA Story by A'ZeadWhen I watch guys play basketball, I get a twinge of envy. Just a bit. Its not that I dislike them for having their masculinity. Its just extreme jeal.. |
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Desire, Longing, and Craving.A Poem by A'ZeadI apologize if the definitions are slightly off, I am just trying to restate a point. |
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ReflectionA Poem by A'ZeadI hate mirrors. I despise them. I can hear the jeers in the reflection. I can feel the mental rejection coming from the cruel projection. The eyes.. |
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The Stars next to the sunA Story by A'ZeadSabazian Sortani, a 15 year old boy with a dream of being a guitarist and lead singer, finds himself center of attention to new student Maya Angela af.. |
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Walk down my wordsA Poem by A'ZeadStep by step you walk down the path of my sentences, unknowingly entering the housing of my mind that I call my hellish home. You pay no attention to.. |
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A betrayed loveA Poem by A'ZeadA poem about a broken hearted boy |
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