Poetry is a consumming fire
The only way to deal with it is to write
Poetry is a consumming fire
It burns in my heart and soul
Pouring out my emotional turmoil
To write them down upon the page
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Stop Just stop Halt Cease No more You had your laugh Joke's over catch your breath Enough already This ain't funny Have you lost i... -
Peter Piper for the Wonderland news, with a story that has been in question for some time. Was Humpty Dumpty's Dallas murder? The answ...
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