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Enamored ProseOh the fates! / What luck I should have / to awake from slumber so near an angel.
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Apr 11, 2012
BlueHow blue the sky / When seen by me / I see as blue
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Apr 11, 2012
KissesHow could I my love express / or capture all the tenderness? / My lips do feel against your own
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Apr 11, 2012
Three HousesJust three houses down, / an eternity away. / You wake up feeling Love's sweet bliss.
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Apr 11, 2012
FreefallI just want to freefall / Let my heart slip away from me / I think that letting feelings go
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Apr 11, 2012
Social ProseJust as the embers reach toward the moon, climbing through the night sky and disappearing among the stars; so red-orange maids are among white diamond dames. Neither shall reach the moon, for in his light theirs shall wane. But 'tis only the stars that shall remain at peace in the sky: not moving nor falling.
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CostHow can I write poetry / When the words I feel wont come to me? / I shed a tear, I cannot sleep
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Apr 11, 2012
SuicideIf I have to tell a lie / to turn a head or catch an eye / I just remember all it is
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Apr 11, 2012
WordsWhere are my words? / Should my poems be taken from me? / They are my heart, my face, my name.
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Apr 11, 2012
SolutionCry a little / Lie a little / We all have to die a little
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