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By His Blood of Life be GivenA Poem by Adam M. SnowThe moon shed it's light to past, echoes the lore of time surpassed; |
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Lonely and SweetA Poem by The ScholarAnother one of those old poems I wrote years ago, stumbled upon, and felt like sharing. |
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I Came ToA Poem by EbitsFinding out that a respected, influential figure in your life is not the kind of person that you grew up believing them to be... |
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Apparition DespairA Poem by Adam M. SnowMy ghostly apparition doest not be seen, by thy child of my ghostly fiend. |
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What Would Have Been So Wrong in Being Born?A Poem by AMPIf you value human life, you should not get an abortion. This poem is a look into the spirit of the little… life that God values so much. The l.. |
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When Thank You's Not EnoughA Poem by paparapapaThis is dedicated to the moms out there, specially to the best one... my mom! Don't argue with me. Haha. ~For my 1st monthsary with WritersCafe~ |
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When True Love DiesA Poem by Adam M. SnowTrue love cries when lovers die; When the stars twinkle upon despair. |
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Upon the HourA Poem by Adam M. SnowMy wake draws nearer upon the hour; Call upon, thy upper power. I wait the time for truth be told, When the world itself grows cold. |
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The Truth.A Story by MetBySunlightThe razor stares at me from across the room, captivating me in its deadly embrace. Drawing me closer, my hand so willingly reaching out, while my .. |
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A Year of Timely HellA Poem by Adam M. SnowThe hour cries at charming bell Bringing forth a timely hell, With sorrow and madness, and many more; Leaving upon us a deathly score. |
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Until I Soar the Horizon Before MeA Poem by Adam M. SnowDo I wake or do I dream. Do I live or do I die. Twinkle now I ponder here As I travel, far and near. |
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Chpt - 1 The Littlefield ChroniclesA Chapter by Tegon MausGoddess forgive me, I was afraid... so afraid I lay on the floor in a puddle of my own fear and waited to be killed... or worse yet, found by the dog. |
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Solstice NightA Poem by Adam M. SnowOnce upon a solstice night, As she broad a distance sight. Leaving behind her spoken voice As she waits the world by choice. |
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I Dream of DisneyA Story by Alana McGuireMy childhood dreams full of classic disney movies! :) |
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