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All poets are a bit demented...
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This is what I saw when looking at the piece of art...
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Arrogant nightsMagical mist…slight arrogance…The coming of a winters twistFate of twin spirits, ride high with the windsDrifting up and ..
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Night cliffs, a sparrow flew threw the airStill, deathly silence…grips my every fear…Mocking birds, laughing hyenasCreature’s lurk..
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Laying awake night and day.Sifting my way threw, dreamscape.My mind, pulverizing sleep...A state of dreaming wide awake.Brilliant, if I may say.To be ..
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For the dirty contest... =p
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Not for minors!
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Cursed, untamed
soul of the night
Within your veins,
burn flames of twilight
Sinful kiss,
lustful & sweet
Love…no longer has
t..
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Unkind eyes, peering out through clouded horizonsTainted underlying regrets formed in moments crescent eruptionBestowed was I, revolved in your wither..
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Sensual fingers-gliding sensationsUnder soft, tender wetness.Riding waves of ecstasy's velvet touch.Laying under eyes...eyes of a lover.Who's caress b..
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