Gene Denham
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Tea TimeA Poem by Gene DenhamTime for tea And to smell the sweet rose. What does it matter If we do or not? We will live And we will die. We turn to dust When the curtain.. |
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Journey of SoulsA Poem by Gene DenhamRevolving clouds Of black fantasy Endlessly circling Around our hollow shells Hiding the path of illusion From our feeble eyes Keeping us gu.. |
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I Wait for the VampireA Poem by Gene DenhamI know she’s out there Watching Waiting I can feel her hunger Burning Growing I walk to the window Closing Locking I hang the herbs t.. |
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