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Prior to knowledge, time lend dirge to morrows
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Tasting, long stringed imagination
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Nettle tea, spews forever lingering flavours capitulate
by LadyElbereth
40 lines, 7 comments,
on Nov 15 12:48 PM. In Contest, Dark, Angst, Pain, Other, Nature, Thoughts, Life, Spiritual
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A carriage under torch light goes
in darkest, star naught night
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In the depth of adore
a quiet platitude
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My wren doth come a sailing
past my window fair,
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Sliver of due, path forward against the nigh
pricey rhymes stalwart, inked achievements
by LadyElbereth
26 lines, 10 comments,
on Oct 23 12:54 PM. In Contest, Dark, Contemporary, Angst, Pain, Personal, Sad, Thoughts, Life, Love
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oak cocktail sticks
flavour an ambitious climb
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Mellifluous lark’s
perspicacious voice, wafting,
soft spurious offerings
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We waltz by rooted beauty,
Stark, their notion of envy,
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Government has a hearty belly; well filled, the gas they expel cannot be put to industry, it is useless rhetoric, their views not their con
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Solstice sun filled chalice, holds torment
as a trickle of liquidus pain, escapes mockingly
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Draped serendipitously my find displayed but a moment Flowering taste, strong their pretty picture thus unfolds
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rung by rung descent occasion oft elation
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If you are reading this is means you went the distance I had all the hope you would get there being insistent
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You were a
budding breeze
taking root
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her errant challenge
of changeable time
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Nighttime held in a fit of tarantism,
by LadyElbereth
39 lines, 8 comments,
on Jun 3 4:44 PM. In Contest, Contemporary, Angst, Sad, Life, Hope, Thoughts, Pain, Other
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Rafters all dusty hidden treasures in
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New day’s restlessness adorn laughter’s green foliage
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Blueberrie's sadness
told bittersweet
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After the music sighs your crooked smile,
by LadyElbereth
9 lines, 10 comments,
on May 21 4:57 PM. In Contest, Contemporary, Life, Love, Thoughts, Personal, Nature, Spiritual, Romance
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Still tasting something spiced of you
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Clarities river runs deep
rum veins slow in protest
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When I think all is forgotten
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Be still, for if you cannot hear;
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Sinistral yare thoughts
of recent paramour
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Giddy up darlin, kicking up
Her knobs, She breathes deep
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Light nibbled at your fingers
strumming along your contours.
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Delicate porcelain hands Warm morrow’s dawn
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Nervousness still, pacing knowing he has arrived Faltering my heels teetering as I come to a stand still
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