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 Nov 2014
Joan Doe
Please,

Turn my body
Into a garden
When I die.

Maybe flowers
Will grow out
Of the same eyes
That used to cry.
 Oct 2014
SøułSurvivør
... eat other peoples
poetry then

***** all over the page.


(C) SoulSurvivor
Despicable...
 Oct 2014
elizabeth
I have been shining,
but the eyes of our society
have adjusted too well
to fluorescent lighting
for them to notice
 Oct 2014
Elioinai
Anyone
can rhyme,
But only
we,
Bleed
words
on paper
Yay! My first 10w.
 Oct 2014
Bill
The key is locked away.

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