Writing poems after poem
He starts at sunset
Sometimes Writing until dawn
The words of his emotions
The words of his life song
Life unfilled pours from the pen in his hand
Spilling upon the page
Like a mighty ocean tide
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Halloween
Everything is ready I hope to scare the shit out of someone As they pass by Halloween Halloween What a time for me Candy Costume House dre...
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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... -
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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Good morning New hopes New dreams New ways to show Peace Good morning May your day be blessed In all you do
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