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I stand infront of the thousands and thousands of footsteps I've taken. The sand I walk over. Is the covenant empty shores. Of lonelinesses
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Ruffling, shady retreats, gusting over, your face is-
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Bright blue eyes, pink chubby cheeks,
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Never felt a feelin that was so damn free Skateboardin in meh house shoes meh house shoes and meh.
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I close my eyes to the light, and open my eyes to the darkness. Angels of Light turn to Angels of;
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I watch the flames rise, over your sick lives.
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Swirling around me, In waves of glass,
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Oh, my friend, what has caused your cheeks to glisten?
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anger brings quickness
of mouth, an un-hearing ear
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A very personal experience has inspired this poem.
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Hello my dearest daughter, I've just returned to say
I'm with you every moment and listen when you pray
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The art of knowing
The art of loving.
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balloons fall
and float away
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"What are you crying for?"
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Just as a bird's song cannot soothe us all,
The whole world, in spite of its own power, cannot brace mankind's fall.
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You came to my rescue, You saved me agian..
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Captivating soul,
reaching out beyond Hell's grasp.
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Time after time there seems to be another while
Though I try so hard you seem to think I’m full of guile
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Time after time there seems to be another while
Though I try so hard you seem to think I’m full of guile
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The white wolf with her haunting eyes
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If you cut me..
I will bleed.
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Sometimes I just sit in the stream
You know theres more here than it may seem.
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the Poem that Inspired my AP SN. Please Read.
by Play Pretend.
38 lines, 6 comments,
on Aug 2 5:21 PM 2007. In PAin, hatred, hope, love, life, other, society, criminals thoughts, spiritual.
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Understand what must unfold / To darkend days of ages old / Knowledge of somthing cold / Came the darkness that never told / Corruption of my darkend past / To days asunder of moolights cast / Of hatred beyon
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Broken, she'll caress the wind
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Your rain falls
Enriched and pure
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wake up in a black room / Kidnapped by yourself? / a stare so gloom / as if full of doom / what is the matter / so hard to face yourself? / no noise or clatter, / think the glass will shatte
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There isn't much that they don't do
But me? I only dream of you.
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al;skdjfalsdf / Everyone's pretty fake to an extent, right? If you have the word fake in loose terms. It's funny, because you're taught to be true to yourself, but no one really is, because that's b
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Her skin is pale
Yet feels flushed
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purity may hide me / in this urge inside me / to turn simple words in feelings / carefree yet so deep / divinely / from evergreens dust / i
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A fly persisted that I filthy was / inside the mosque it lingers to and fro / when not a man have known my secret flaws - / it still persisted, and I had to go - / Out of this holy place where even in - / its s
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The wolf waits
Come, brothers and sisters of mine.
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In between the earth And the sky The stars and the moon
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Behind burried skin Amidst the silver mist,i walk
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Art in fossilised remains, revealing A moment caught in ancient amber light,
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Freedom rings My heart sings
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