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Cradled deep in empty arms,
the tears long died away.
by VoltaicHypnosis
52 lines, 3 comments,
on Aug 11 8:52 AM 2008. In Contest, Fantasy, Life, Sad, Happy, Inspiration, Hope, Love, Magic
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Pete was an orphan
Someone decided to abandon.
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Knowledges is indeed a treasure...
And even more.
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Casting its shadows everywhere.
Thew moon is a romantic sight
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Deep within the circle,
A sorceress draws a star,
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They cried "you're away with the faeries" and then that volt of passage towards an odyssied world overtook me. I went green, a green absynt
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Short Poem to touch some hearts.
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this is a simi spell / poem i am very creative and most poems are about spells and love
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Writing takes you flying, on a magic carpet ride. Your pen releases the magic and sends you up in the air as the tip touches the blank page. Your pen begins to soar on the page and the story unfolds you are sent to Japan, Mil
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From one line on a page, you can draw anything. From one line on a page you can draw the Mona Lisa. Just one line on a page and you can draw a master piece. One line and you could be like Leonardo. One line and you can draw t
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Pull out a blank page. but it won't be blank for long. Images of dreams, séances of love, tears of sorrow just waiting to be released. The tip of a ballpoint touches the sheet. And color, designs, and beauty come swirling out
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I'll play the magician
you play the assistant
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If I danced beneath the moon,
If I let my long hair down,
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A regal being,
Dressed in royal blue,
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There is a little beast in all of us, we must keep it hid.
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one night on my travels
a voice spoke to me,
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POWER
Amongst Golden. Shine. Chakra.
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The roaring pain,
Along the peaceful lane,
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The gingerbread lace, with heart windows traced,
porch wrapped around the house, turrets tall graced
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Fragrant as rose wind,
spring’s epiphany, a dance,
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Pixies magic cast a rye,
dragons flight mystic cry.
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people say that dreams aren't worth dreaming,
because they can't come true,
but whom is to say,
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How DARE you all laugh, dance and cheer?
While my son's grave is so very near?
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Light as brushes painting visions
reality born on the lips of angels.
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There are so many things I have yet to learn,
And there’s so much I have already seen
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To blow away into the clouds
Would be a rare cursed-gift
by Beverlynohime
7 lines, 10 comments,
on Feb 11 12:08 AM 2008. In Nature, clouds, sky, society, love, life, thoughts, kids, metaphor, abstract, magic
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Darkness strikes,the cold moon rises.
The jagged tress begin their dance.
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by She burns
31 lines,
on Jan 23 4:24 PM 2008. In Hope, Ache, Love, Undying rose, You and dreams, Magic, Heart, Tears, Gift, Joy, Wish
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When walking in the woods at night
if you should see a sparkling light.
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by She burns
11 lines, 6 comments,
on Jan 17 4:11 PM 2008. In Longing, Hope, Ache, Wish, Dreams, You and me, Love, Undying rose, Magic, Tears, Heart
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hello i'm steve and you must be britney
but who gives a fuck about names anymore
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he took me too a place
where i was perfect
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The pixies are dancing
In the dead of the night
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Magic surrounds us if you look close enough
Some call it nature, some an act of an all powerful deity,
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The little girl
Is growing up
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A sacred halo glowing white
Within the tree of winter pine
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The sheet goes over,
Concealing him from sight.
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Fantasy Fulcrum
has magical notions
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This is to a contest about my favourite book. So yeah. Harry Potter.
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A crisp autumn day
Perfect for a walk
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