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Stay afloatA Story by lrigDAfter all, is that not what everybody tries to do? |
A Super Hero (or Something Like That)A Poem by ShaneBerryF/A/B/A/P/F continuing here with this little bit. hope you enjoy, want more info on names and meaning message me :) |
Sweat and SteelA Poem by Matt FowlerThis came to me while philosophizing about life and everything it entails. |
All of meA Poem by BuniheartThe thing that tears me the most, Is realizing That all those memories, I hold ever so closely, Will be completely destroyed... When I set foot i.. |
PastA Poem by Deandra DawnPASTThe silhouettes of your past beingoverpowering your present statesignify the meaning of your stimulationrelocate your endearing dispositiontempera.. |
PaperwallA Poem by Alexander EmbersonWallpaper covered by paint. |
Ignis FaatusA Poem by AbraxasbirdTemporal beings of Evanescence whom can mesmorize so thoroughly, we forget all together who or what we are.. |
They Call Me BeccaA Chapter by crazy4volleyballThis Chpt is mainly about Becca's past, her future, and her thoughts. |
Bringing Back the PastA Poem by MelinaWhy must people re-open closed doors? Doors that have been closed and sealed for years. They tear them down so easily as if it is nothing but.. |
Time For ThisA Poem by JewelsGoldFun play on words and the concept of time along with what its good for. |
To Thoose Who've Known/Behind the Lense Of Lifes P..A Poem by John Patrick Robbins AKA ..Often we if human in any sense look back seldom do I. For when i do I write crap like this. |
There are no titlesA Poem by JZOZAJust some lyrics |
All TogetherA Poem by JZOZAPoem about past love. |
Lamb of GodsA Poem by Laura SuiLook at us, As we are. The lamb of the Gods. Tarnished and worn. Scratched and dented. We are left with nothing to rejoice. .. |
His Gorgeous EyesA Poem by NeonWolvesThose gorgeous eyesThat burn bright as the skyHolding moviesSlightly burnt at the sidesHiding Secrets and memories of pastAll those plans of your futu.. |
Past DueA Poem by yourhaircutmanThe past is a memory that I cannot relive. It used to be because I wouldn't let myself; I wouldn't let myself delve deep into the dark pits, the .. |
Peace of MindA Poem by MelrosePeace of life and word Seems so dangerously blurred Past moments recall love From races gone above Guard from a far And eavesdr.. |
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