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James Matthew Byers Feb 7
Clover In a lonely house, I became an inanimate perplexed by the lull of empty shadows dancing on the floor. The cool flame of a candle's flicker invoked a fever blinding my soul. Within the grey I chose to see my colour.
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The Haunted Life 4m
For I can only exist Within limbo As my soul It hurts In this life I fail In the moments That matter For those I had invited Have never appeared And so In my todays And all my tomorrows You will Once more Fail to see me For I'm invisible In your reality 173
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Indigenous Soul Feb 10
Hoarding broken treasure wakens sleeping dragons Thieves still have your stolen youth and gold has lost it's value 167
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Spyder Poetry Feb 8
Is it wrong to want a girl who can play music by ear? Sing every note, crystal clear. Need a new voice for my band. A stage-presence bigger than life. Give me an angel and I will be faithful 'til the day I die. I cannot lie. I cannot lie. Please God, don't deny?
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Anthony Rhead Feb 11
So many ways a hopeful heart will seek to find a better way, with hope translates to make a start, to seek, to find a better day
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Annie πŸ“πŸ’œπŸ“šπŸ–Œ 7h
Hades rules the underworld When he kidnapped Persephone he explained she Couldn’t escape her fate 6 scarlet seeds doomed her The seasons of life and death Belong to Demeter, her mother When Persephone Was with her it was Spring & summer Fall & winter with Hades 172
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James Matthew Byers Feb 9
Labyrinth In an instant, a minotaur full of bovine benevolence grazing fields of grandeur became the seer of my soul. Sabotaged on an island, Crete came to mind as I shed my Minos mane and accepted a lone bull's bleeding love.
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Matabu Feb 12
Beserkers pause in the solemn hour Where dusk bleeds over fields Crows watch from boughs Silhouettes of murder The souls of the dead rise Standing over the flesh they've known Neither Angel nor demon come To wipe away their silver tears Come morning time will resume
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Exserper 10h
Years pas themselves off as days Consider how life and death plays All malice and control Borders are falling as for told Know ribbons will see us home Watching shadows on the wall Pitchure so of the old How much can I like this ordered life Shoved in cage of dynamite
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Raven 14h
Cross now to my underworld. Step into my boat; let me glide your heart over flat Stygian depths. Relapse into my soft dark. For how will you escape your fate? Negotiate this binary choice between love-hate seasons of life and death? Choose me. Step into my arms, love.
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Exserper Feb 14
Merging into faces colliding Loving up the world divided An excellent idea breaks moments First tobe come closed over While searching somewhere ,some place An accident in traction Leaving without reaction All this going on A life on troubled grounds Inccidental actions
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PavilionWritersGroup 24h
Things aren’t always what they seem Thoughts combine to build your dreams From wishes that you harbour deep And conflict gnawing at your sleep And whenyou wake devoid of rest You plant your feet and give your best 171
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Matabu 19h
The earl of the outer underworld Tripping in the castle of flesh Where those that had finished life Stopped to take off coats of skin When so ever they moved on Takings their souls to butane lakes So he made the most of that Which they had left for him to wear
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CHRIS1414 14m
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Ian Parkin 11h
Stare at those Lessons of life and death In underworld experience No material interference Would create Escape From your fate
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Adam W. Redmon Feb 14
The quitude of the night As still as it was eerie No longer being stalked At least that was his query In silent scraping wind Of voices soon forgotten He saw a macabre grin A spirit was begotten She contorted and writhed her body, Much like the Loch Ness Monster (1/2)
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HaikuDancer Feb 10
β€˜Round the castle dark, sleeping dragons dream of fire and treasure golden 167
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Adam W. Redmon Feb 14
Im so scared Of what this Could have been Shes feared In all The distant lands "Queen of despair" Thats what they call her But, goddamn, her hair I'm falling for her More and more Everyday I'm scared for her Scared She Won't Stay
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Exserper Feb 13
Running the day away Caught between sun This is a ritual Placing foot after foot Not thinking of anything my body hurting The idea of stopping ,starts In a split second a niose in grass One look and I see a brown snake Ready to strike, I run Now I dream of that one
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Jude St. Jude Feb 14
My gipsy heart Keeps travelling, in search Of that incomprehensible word Called love. I am nothing without it.
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