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Be still Beating HeartA Poem by Adam M. SnowBe still my beating heart, your pounding intrudes me. It fills me with pains; I ache with sorrow of thee. |
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Moonstruck HaikuA Poem by Frieda PBlue moon at twilightlover's swooning to magic~dancingtill daybreak~ |
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She wears BlackA Poem by Adam M. SnowShe is dead; the lady in white wears black. Such tragedy- the widow, a childless mother dead to the world. .. |
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BeyondA Poem by SyberRoseBeyond the lilac mist of the twilightwhere tousled sheets and limbs entwine and red lipstick on a satin pillow are empty glasses of elderberry.. |
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TranslucentA Poem by Adam M. SnowCan't you see me, a ghost I am to be? A translucent figure without a purpose, fading away like a blood drop to the sea? |
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(Teaser) The Wandering ThiefA Story by Adam M. SnowTaken place in 1882; this story follows an orphan child by the name of Johnny, as he tells his story of him stealing to survive, and how he is ridicul.. |
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Silken WordsA Poem by SyberRoseThe fragrance of the dark becalms the night and the breath of the twilight winds whisper of silken words and black satin along erogen.. |
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Carpe DiemA Poem by Adam M. SnowTick tock, how time does fly, slipping through my fingers; wasting my days till I die. |
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I am who I amA Poem by Adam M. SnowI will not change, this is who I am. You can mock me, I will not give in. |
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Follow me on TwitterA Story by Adam M. SnowIf you like and enjoy my poems, follow me on Twitter. |
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Winter Moon through a Third EyeA Poem by Adam M. SnowStaring out the frosted glass, I ponder there, alone. The moon, at its fullest, its highest peak, all I can think of are words. |
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TwilightA Poem by Tempestt Andrews5 years since I wrote this song. One day I hope to compose and play it for people to hear. I actually wrote this after watching the second twilight mo.. |
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Old Man Sitting In The SunA Poem by ScribblerlarryA Seniors' Poem |
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The WriterA Poem by Adam M. SnowIn a sea of words, where writers drown, lost in their world's insanity; |
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Like Sands from an HourglassA Poem by Adam M. SnowI see the moments falling to the past; falling, like sands from an hourglass. Every memory, just a figment of our imagination; our very existence, our.. |
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She became My GallowsA Poem by Adam M. SnowWhat of this!? Her sweet madness beautiful as snow; that by starlight! The rushes lean over her wide! The intoxication of her insanity draws me close... |
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BelladonnaA Poem by SyberRoseThe twilight is as beautiful as a belladonna within a capricious breeze_The gibbous moon shadows dance in the fuchsia petals of night,And sheerness of.. |
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Zombies Are Highly OverusedA Story by RealistMeThis is a link to my website's latest blog about zombies. |
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She had always dreamed of starsA Poem by BlathannaRóis&iacu..She had always dreamed of holding stars between her fingers.At night she'd lie, her face against the window, and dream.Dream of being home inside the .. |
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