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A Skyrim poem. Please send me poetry requests!
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Writing about not writing. Been ill and have had other things to worry about than my writing, it's hard to get going again. If you think of a topic or..
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Wet cobbles gleam in
The gas light outside;
The allies where gutter pests
Crawled in and died,
And all that you see as
The world's turning matt..
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Every day we run the risk
Of dying in the street,
With the death rates on the living;
Still we don't admit defeat,
And every day the plot unfold..
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Wampum into concrete,
The stones put down in code,
Paved in taxi cabs and lights;
The yellowest brick road,
If only I was bold to
Become what y..
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Walking the streets of the barrio;
No footsteps at my heels,
There are no other hours
Than those which the city steals,
And through the clothesl..
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Inspired by The Sword of Truth series by Terry Goodkind.
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The streetlight, bright orange,
Is leaking inside
But drowns in florescents;
It's darkness outside.
Here, there is mayhem,
Yet past these four ..
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It takes longer each time just to reach every New Years',
And wiping my lipstick, I find my mouth pale,
And the Ghost: Christmas Past, she has long ..
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Inspired by Beautiful Creatures by Kami Garcia and Margaret Stohl.
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