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Blood...
Pain...
by BB-Rabbit
80 lines, 2 comments,
on Sep 4 12:43 AM
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Close my eyes and sigh,
My last breath is soon to come,
by BB-Rabbit
8 lines, 2 comments,
on May 7 2:00 AM
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The way you smiled
when you said those lying words...
by BB-Rabbit
54 lines, 7 comments,
on May 2 2:30 AM
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You stand on a high ledge
as your painfilled heart bled...
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She stands atop a boulder,
Her ivory hair aflow,
by BB-Rabbit
60 lines, 4 comments,
on Nov 10 11:03 PM 2008
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stalk along the dusty floor,
pads landing silent,
by BB-Rabbit
50 lines, 4 comments,
on Nov 10 1:12 PM 2008
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His scorching crimson scales,
glisten against the light,
by BB-Rabbit
43 lines, 5 comments,
on Nov 6 1:41 AM 2008
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Walk along the sandy beach,
waves lolling about joyfully,
by BB-Rabbit
38 lines, 5 comments,
on Oct 26 4:56 PM 2008
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Clinging to the rope,
The frigid dark cloack of night,
by BB-Rabbit
54 lines, 4 comments,
on Oct 14 1:16 AM 2008
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The night was dressed in a black cloak,
speckled in radiant stars,
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Red Wolf glares at the jaundiced moon,
His pelt glows chalky red halo,
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This is just a rough draft.
by BB-Rabbit
44 lines, 8 comments,
on Oct 9 12:14 AM 2008
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How about Harper?
Or Griffin?
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Soft snow is drifting
White marshmallow blankets
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The sun glares down the ranting Earth,
So hot the it starts to snow,
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The ocean blows her kisses,
Her seaweed hair awave.
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I was tapping scribbled paper,
chewing pencil's end,
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Moonlight kisses blow,
Crickets chirp night lullabies,
by BB-Rabbit
2 lines, 5 comments,
on Oct 5 6:18 PM 2008
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Oh, God almighty, Son and Ghost,
Crucified by blood and cross,
by BB-Rabbit
23 lines, 1 comment,
on Oct 5 6:11 PM 2008
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Sorry, the title won't change for some reason. The title shown, 'quick one of the skies' is not it.
by BB-Rabbit
18 lines, 5 comments,
on Oct 5 12:20 AM 2008
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I wake but there's no sun,
Only darkness engulfes me
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Thunder roars,
lightening strikes
by BB-Rabbit
41 lines, 2 comments,
on Oct 4 10:57 PM 2008
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You walk down the road,
where the curbs are lined with ash,
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Skulls rattle with chill
on the ramshakled gates,
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I watch their weary faces,
So vulnerable and infirm
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