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"We cannot let her go into the weight of the world
She must sleep under our beamy eyes of parental control.
by LeanneBridgewater
9 lines,
on Jul 6 11:09 AM. In animal, parent, life, jungle, kid, play, eye, Nature, Other, Weird, Contemporary
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I'm sick of being here at home...
Growing tired of being so freaking alone.
by Climax
49 lines, 5 comments,
on Jul 5 7:39 PM. In Love, Personal, Thoughts, Life, Playboy, Self, Escape, Play, Boy, Dedication
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Enter stage left, stroll across stage,
And exit stage right out of his life!
by DarknessOfSanity
88 lines,
on Apr 28 7:34 PM. In decions, life, love, play, humor, hope, fantasy, happiness, sad, abstract, freedom
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Act 1 - Scene 2
Lady Morthelza's Hall
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Act 1 - Scene 1
Lady Morthelza's Bedroom
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And thus I'm alone by
myself
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Where has your mind retreated to these days?
Where I once saw a heart, a demon lays
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my family are my friends at school
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An Auctioneer in Newport, Rhode Island,
bids adieu to a rich life's valuables
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I trade mind for a thought,
craving for skin to skin,
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No one could understand.
That what we felt would never die.
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In the dark of night,
when all is quiet,
by Emo-Goth666
7 lines, 8 comments,
on Dec 7 4:18 AM 2007. In creepers, creepy, night, dead, dark, quiet, play, snatch, bed, bite, head, day
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Wind Chimes clang musically
Singing their stories to us
by Beverlique
23 lines, 6 comments,
on Nov 25 3:07 PM 2007. In Wind, Chimes, Imagery, Life, Song, Music, Musical, play, instrument, noisy, sound, lulluby
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If you're into a Lover's Game
by Beverlique
34 lines, 6 comments,
on Nov 15 2:11 PM 2007. In Love, Relationships, Personal, Sad, Pain, cheat, Life, Game, play, metaphor
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I wish our hearts could melt and bind
I wish that you would always be mine
by Beverlique
19 lines, 4 comments,
on Oct 4 3:34 PM 2007. In Life, Love, Relationships, Thoughts, Personal, sweet, cute, grow, play, fun, young
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All this time - What to do?
Love? Hate? Befriend?
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a poem for my 5 yr.old grandson
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The Butcher Macbeth is dead, and Duncan is avenged.
But what of I? Do not I deserve such an honor?
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Dance and Playing on tip toes.
Round and round you go.
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