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| To the richest nation, on election day |
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thoughts beautifully arising i sing *
here
an island
i dream !
free world love
upon my
I shall not be
a boat in winter
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| Clumsyfool, 2008-11-04 |
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| Fill in the blanks |
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never one Love lie wet
contort close minutes two linger
wings waves write wise head
save slight part
restore stolen tune
may fade
never
far
forever
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| Clumsyfool, 2008-11-04 |
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| When Love Lets Go |
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cruel thorn is Love
quickly you wander on
so few forgive change
but my soul shall love you forever
solitude burning me open
still you haunt my days
perpetual pain breathing in me
silence parts my agony
need opened my innocence to break
my body emptied of feeling
time will bring truth
may this night exist of hope
leave a little love in me
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| KristaBee, 2008-10-29 |
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| Finding your scream |
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piano melodies roll
softly cross the coming days
a gift of wishs that
hearts shall tell the passion
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| Clumsyfool, 2008-10-27 |
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| 2 years, just waiting for the sword |
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a poets wealth is
crossed upon the hill
a delicate unwearied candle that trusted
this cruel earth
please forgive the fruits of lonely love
tender dreams on truth bring light of heaven
so think warm on the fragile broken hours
and still angrily face the corrupting eye
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| Clumsyfool, 2008-10-27 |
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| Of life |
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high clouds broken go too
desert heat parched hearts
hide upon rocks lacking life
wise ! is to plant trees
as pigs and kings too
will thank the spring comfort there
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| Clumsyfool, 2008-10-22 |
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| A song in my heart |
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so forgive blue Eros then
thy bonnie Juliet
and sun the still ice of destiny
operas thundering breath yet linger $ savage
thou glass like minutes of thy life
they dance long days forever
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| Clumsyfool, 2008-10-17 |
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| Gambling with souls |
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why play fair this princess bed ????
warm haste exploreing couched wings
her view is the delicate truth and * !
so shun not the melody of a passion queen
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| Clumsyfool, 2008-10-17 |
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| The hourglass |
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my she sings all silent
beautys slight full show
sound of glass the close of night
loves clock is falling
sun dreams break in
rich new sands
this fragile trust flutters precious
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| Clumsyfool, 2008-10-02 |
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| settle this "mAn?"s to man (or the martry's thorn) |
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foxs he sprung a crimson lies
dove he bares a fragile thorn
????
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| Clumsyfool, 2008-10-01 |
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