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5 Newest Poems By Mario Vitale : The Chosen in a little while then I shall be no more with each tender mire leaves across the floor, leaves out on the parlor coffee in the frig a box filled with chocolates a note telling you how to live the willingness to forgive Patience Until Summer we wait for the winter chill to end falling on the arms of a faithful friend the willingness to be no end shadows block the memory each step that I take can't be retraced a loving satin laced perfume amidst decadance the shallow pools resolve The Fragrance Of The Timberwolf occupy til I come a blade of grass is formed through tyrants rant of yesterday's advance to help you get along strong is the tongue that sets on fire a world made torn curse the day you were actually born the parting sky to a faint lulabye a reprise to be learned another page is turned Sweet Anabele Lee fancy and free the way is she my sweet Anabele Lee her face was slim in place of her offering you mad a friend in sweet Anabele Lee she cherished a rose that was plucked a time before with quaint laughter to appease start spreading its disease through a doorway portal fill with cobblestone she walk alone hopeful through Lavender hue upon her brow a sweet delicate shawl she dances in a ring of fire yet throws of each challenge with a shrug Quaint Tapestry sweet ambiance torn red thoughts within my head look at the story now read your as good as dead filter through a song of granduer shadows block the vortex wallow in the midnight mire seek a gun for hire the twist of the hand makes you understand
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May 12, 2018
May 12, 2018 at 11:29 AM UTC
5/12/18 (5 Newest Poems By Mario William Vitale)
5 Newest Poems By Mario Vitale : The Chosen in a little while then I shall be no more with each tender mire leaves across the floor, leaves out on the parlor coffee in the frig a box filled with chocolates a note telling you how to live the willingness to forgive Patience Until Summer we wait for the winter chill to end falling on the arms of a faithful friend the willingness to be no end shadows block the memory each step that I take can't be retraced a loving satin laced perfume amidst decadance the shallow pools resolve The Fragrance Of The Timberwolf occupy til I come a blade of grass is formed through tyrants rant of yesterday's advance to help you get along strong is the tongue that sets on fire a world made torn curse the day you were actually born the parting sky to a faint lulabye a reprise to be learned another page is turned Sweet Anabele Lee fancy and free the way is she my sweet Anabele Lee her face was slim in place of her offering you mad a friend in sweet Anabele Lee she cherished a rose that was plucked a time before with quaint laughter to appease start spreading its disease through a doorway portal fill with cobblestone she walk alone hopeful through Lavender hue upon her brow a sweet delicate shawl she dances in a ring of fire yet throws of each challenge with a shrug Quaint Tapestry sweet ambiance torn red thoughts within my head look at the story now read your as good as dead filter through a song of granduer shadows block the vortex wallow in the midnight mire seek a gun for hire the twist of the hand makes you understand
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May 12, 2018
May 12, 2018 at 11:29 AM UTC
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