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Pit of SolemnA Chapter by Adam M. SnowI hold dear, a beating heart in my hand as I stood still on shifting sand. But the stars around me hid away, their light has vanished upon this day. |
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What are We?A Poem by Adam M. SnowWhat are we? A dream none-the-less or perhaps just maybe, a lost shepherd's sheep? |
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The Blind ShepherdA Poem by TwistedmeWhat leads us but is blind itself? |
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Tragic HeartA Poem by Adam M. SnowI wait my days alone, in chambers of dark endure. I hold back my tears alone, until blood shed from my eyes. |
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But a FragmentA Poem by Adam M. SnowWhat is this picture, but a fragment of life's shattered dream? Being the lost that I am, |
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The Lighthouse KeeperA Poem by Adam M. SnowI wait eternity upon this shore, crying out my heart and soul evermore. I watch thee sail beyond the horizon; |
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The Bard's SongA Poem by Michael ThrowerThe Bard's Song of Blind Guardian |
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Writer's BlockA Poem by Adam M. SnowI am lost without inspiration; I cannot think, my thoughts are empty. A sudden expectation of words I cannot see. |
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On the Edge of a Suncast SeaA Poem by Adam M. SnowMy lady, awake thee heavenly beams, and lay thee rest upon my dreams. Let it be known thy once tearful sorrow, and let it be known our demise the hour.. |
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A Teasing StormA Poem by Adam M. SnowI watch from the distance, as the storm covers me; pouring it's dreadful rain as the dust blinds me. I look in awe and disgrace of the thundering clou.. |
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MuteA Poem by Adam M. SnowArmed with a tongue, I dare not speak; |
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You are my cureA Poem by Phillip HeidlerYou cure everything |
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Blind IronyA Poem by Emily Dickinson Jr.A poem about a small girl experienceing blindness and how it effects her outlook. Its about taking things for granted, loss, and appreciation. its a .. |
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Heart CharadeA Poem by Zee Noir8-25-12Heart CharadeFalling once again into the black bottomless pit,Fated to suffer eternally in my permanent abyssFailing to fill the void within,Ho.. |
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Bleeding InkA Poem by Adam M. SnowI lay naked, bleeding ink with pages of forbidden text; but though I'm ill yet cannot blink, you mockery tongue had perplexed. |
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Days Gone ByA Poem by Adam M. SnowAs days gone by, I think of her but moments last was not forever. Her angelic face haunts me still, thinking of her makes me ill. |
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A Man With No EyesA Poem by SomebrownnerdA poem a wrote quite some time ago. |
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The Lighthouse WitchA Story by Adam M. SnowThis story was based on a dream I once had. I haven't written a short story in almost 10 years. |
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