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Exserper Nov 11
Streets of fire storms Rain drops that absorb Fleeting rewards Managing to exspress Sections of regections Caused by ones self What means more Than to hold Dearly loved ones In your arms Or to be held This not a game But a silent persuasion Waiting out lOve
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Toy1988 Nov 8
Burning realms Of passion Lay behind Her beautiful eyes
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ℓα∂у кяιѕтιηα 17h
Her name was Lily. She came screaming into the world 3 weeks early at 3:33am in the dead heat of a summer night.. born to a non-English speaking mother in a foreign land & a war torn, shell shocked dad. Lily was destined to live some kind of fucked up American dream..
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Love is Life 2h
She keeps hating me is not a good sign of healthy life.
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big 0wl 21h
. "Telepathy" Marble maiden to enhance Grandeur garden entrance Exuding a Regal innocence Of such grand stone, really Simply, her name was Lilly! AlJ 308
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Cris eli Blak Nov 15
Regal innocence Draped us in gold For years No stress, Messes we made Were written off As stories we'd tell The children we Never thought we'd have The future was a mop Time was a mess The youth was a excuse We are men now Trying everyday to Love a little more #308
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Just a girl Nov 12
Bathing by moonlight In the fountain of miracles Wishing on the lake of dreams Praying their sisterly devotion Would beguile the spellcaster And stop the essence of time Dissolving in the silent grave Of the universe Art | K Thompson/M Bolen
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Exserper Nov 8
Together surrounded by love Or just sun arm holding on Having it all and burning it down Is like a war without a sound Mysterious dreams follow my will Spreading the message That you will never appeal Alone now after the touch How I wish I never had so much Forgive me
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Toy1988 Nov 11
She is my favorite Owl messenger
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Exserper Nov 11
Not being able to feel Writing on a mouse wheel For ever turning Spinning shit out Adjusting my love Riding above the loud screaming From the witchies bellow As that create a potion That will drag me in These are days I would rather forget So many trials to many dips
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ModernWorld Cen 4h
Read 150 subjs till climax site:Clearly para yet gives the feel of a poem say
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Toy1988 Nov 11
You will Weather the storm My sweet friend
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Dee Lusk 21h
looking through eyes that see as elusive the love that fills the lives all around him he searches & searches parks & parties movies & malls by city light & moon lit countryside in his regal innocence he never thinks to look within his own heart 57 308
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Richard Labbett Nov 15
Her name was Lilly With such poise & regal innocence She even put the Queen's swans to shame So jealous of her long slender neck were they She had to cast a glimmer when in their presence To all intents & purposes she looked like one of them Image:Elizabeth Sonrel
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Karen Cerio 17h
308 from the beginning a primal instinct inherent in her genes her regal innocence intrinsically seen as she was slated to become the Queen her name was Lilly she was but a teen
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Antonio Antignani 21h
' a hole in the soul confess a tower of lie toxic with regal innocence and attitude of brother unlucky- hoping for drip of love ' hole 1586 308 83 brother drip
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Poem Trail Nov 12
307 Use written and/or visual prompts for inspiration: 1) Spiritual congregation 2) Sisterly devotion (Image cred: “Graveyard girls” Kyle Thompson & Marissa Bolen) *Please do not post poems to this tweet. Thank you!*
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Jackie E. Nov 13
My friend We shall weather the storm together I will comfort you and you can do the same for me and when the storm passes we can celebrate having reached a new level of friendship and trust 306
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Ana Papaya Nov 11
"Companion" ~ it never mattered whatever the weather you, my companion could make the dreariest of day shine when you were mine ~ (306)
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n.k. prince Nov 12
I was always one step behind hovering over my after image gazing back at the spiraling chaos that was me. - n.k. prince . . .
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