robyn-lewisWhisper

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A breathA breath that that bled through days / Seeping between our bodies, / Hushing my skin to fire
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Aug 2, 2013
Abstract artVelvety liquid, lit from within. / The hidden shadows that plot from the folds, / But what betrays the dark
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Aug 2, 2013
Bitter facetsI have nothing now but my pride, / Which may not keep me close / But we have never dealt with emotions.
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Aug 2, 2013
Brooding GodA serious face glares through the snow, / peering to the depths. The city hums / with the pierce of sirens, the murmur of shouts.
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Feb 22, 2012
Burnt up daysWhere we were then, / Beyond the fields / Beyond the ideals of our parents
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Aug 2, 2013
CircusA turned head to hide from your eyes, / the mistakes I am about to make. / Our inability to avoid the hurt
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Apr 26, 2015
HomeWhere have those glory days gone? / When my mind was a solace, / When I built castles and held court.
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Aug 2, 2013
Is the Doorstep Where the Buck Stops?The outside is off limits and a doorstep becomes a dais, / To show frustration and sympathy, / To light a candle, to mourn
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Mar 24, 2021
Lost at homeA life conducted in these four walls. / It grows so hesitant / And blooms brave.
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Aug 2, 2013
Old flameWe were young and touched by fire, / Yours natural, mine inflamed. / You remember those happy days?
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Aug 2, 2013
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