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The lost souls float above us,get in our heads and fly away.We search for them in mountains,we check oceans and look in caves.Are they under your feet..
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The long journey home is the one I call my own.The roaring thunder and screeching winds,are the beat of my heart that is slowly caving in.No more thou..
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Her dark brown eyes,her smooth light skin.Made me want to cry,made me want to sin.I love her so much,couldn't she tell?She didn't love me though,becau..
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just a random poem i wrote, not very good
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Based off a dream I had.
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A close family friend passed away today (October 16,2012). He was very important to me and recently I have been thinking about him a lot. Just a short..
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I heard thunder out my window, and starting rhyming the first few lines in my head and wrote it down. :-)
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Wrote this today in English, thought I'd share.
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feeling influenced by good music to write a poem about it :)
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A poem for "Nonsense to the Senseless" contest.
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