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Leaving NormalStepping through the looking glass / there is no stepping back / The journey once accepted
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Jan 26, 2010
DuskBy: One yet within the morning light / Many days go slipping by / Quickly as we wonder why
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Jan 26, 2010
A poem for a RaquelBy: A cousin for a cousin / Softly spills the sunlight through the bright white golden hair / Searing sand shifts swiftly as she dances through the air
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Jan 26, 2010
Atlas us, a...Atlas us, a world do hold / on our shoulders bent and bowed. / All our might to hold on high,
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Jan 26, 2010
The SparrowThe Sparrow / I once shattered broken fell / into deep an empty well
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Jan 26, 2010
Exists Exquisitely My HeartExists Exquisitely My Heart / By: The Author / Exists exquisitely my heart
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Jan 26, 2010
. . . in the lost. . . in the lost / By: One yet seeking / Somewhere in the lost it fell
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Jan 26, 2010
A()las(s) in classAlas in class I can not stand, / for sitting stuck / I am
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Jan 25, 2010
ApathyApathetic beauty pools, perfectly in scarlet spools; / stagnant, static, silent still. Sapping, / soft, the soul of
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Jan 25, 2010
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