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A Poet's LamentThe words flow like my life blood. / They're warm sometimes; / with the chill of cold emotion,
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Apr 20, 2010
Bite The StarsGo too far and bite the stars, / Just walking with that girl. / Listen closely to her heart beat;
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Apr 27, 2010
DragonOctober Mountains rising / out of the peaceful morning mists. / Like Dragons long in slumber, waking.
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Apr 12, 2011
Fading back to blindTwilight whispers / Dreaming fingertips / In the candle's soft glow
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May 11, 2010
How?How many times have you been dragged? / How many dark secrets bear your blood and tears? / How do I make known such terrible sorrow?
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Apr 12, 2011
Ten Thousand FacesTen thousand faces / In the light of day / Tell them when
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May 11, 2010
TerribleLovers and madmen alike; / marionettes screaming loud / with deafening fury.
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Apr 20, 2010
Then.When the night is darkest, / When the Moon is brightest, / When the stars are clearest,
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Jun 25, 2012
Under A Celtic Moon NightUnder a Celtic Moon Night / Warm breeze blowing in the spring / Two great armies cease their fight
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Apr 20, 2010
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