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Walking along the veining river,
of Sentiment and Nostalgia, -
A cool, summer breeze, a gnarly old oak
The crunching of leaves, and cedar-tinged smoke -
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A little girl
will always be,by Robin Michelle 98 lines, on Aug 7 11:29 AM. In Personal, Nostalgic, Reminiscing, Life, Love, Happiness -
Yup, type tap tap tap click
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A soft summer breeze, a gnarly old oak
Decaying leaves or cedar-tinged smoke -
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My first true love,
To you I gave my heart -
kind of narrative in style. just musings that evolved into a poem which, in turn, evolved several more timesby sistermorphine 113 lines, 5 comments, on Nov 18 11:09 PM 2008. In Lost in thought, Nostalgic, My life, Personal., Memories, Love, Friendship
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today i took a stroll down memory lane
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Crossing over the threshold
creaks as loud as thunder -
I feel an aching
a cold wind calling me -
I love how all my pens
Promote some prescription pill.by AlCaponesSister 57 lines, 1 comment, on Aug 31 10:40 AM 2008. In angry, alcoholic, nostalgic, self-depricating -
by AlCaponesSister 119 lines, 1 comment, on Aug 31 10:28 AM 2008. In Dark humor, inside jokes made into prose, poeticly erotic, sentimental, nostalgic
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Sweetest gaze, lovely face
once upon a time you were mine to raise -
dreams float through my head
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The future comes and goes. It twists and turns it pivots.by OhNoChastity 30 lines, 1 comment, on Apr 28 11:38 PM 2008. In Nostalgic, Nature, Love, Memories, Thoughtful
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the first few days of school they whip past at lightning speeds
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by Pamela A Lamppa 26 lines, 6 comments, on Dec 6 6:36 PM 2007. In Nostalgic
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My heart washed away on a sleeve never cleaned,
with it... a mosaic egress of tensile smoked glass tiles.by 245Trioxin 45 lines, 8 comments, on Nov 10 2:01 PM 2007. In Loss, Personal, Comfort, Uncomfortable, Metaphor, Hide, Egress, Nostalgic -
No other sound is like it
A monster made by manby cricketjeff 31 lines, 10 comments, on Oct 6 9:11 AM 2007. In nostalgic -
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Long drives to nowhere & taking shots with my boys I'm not good enough, so I have to improve
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This smile only adds to the mystery,
This laugh is only a memory, -
Sometimes, she wonders...
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It's cold inside, isn't it child?
False warmth doesn't compensate.by LostAngel24 16 lines, 1 comment, on Apr 8 7:47 PM 2007. In Nostalgic -
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by MsPoetPixy 21 lines, 1 comment, on Jan 8 8:53 PM 2007. In Nostalgic
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