- Last seen on Mar 26 3:16 PM 2006. Member since March 25, 2006.
- I have 33 comments, 210 poems, 3 stories
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Dear milord or milady,
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-YOU CAME TO TALK WITH ME AGAIN?
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Seagulls playing...I just stand and watch them waltzing with the waves f sea...I still don't know what colour sea has...Black?..Blue?..Green?..Or maybe colour of our lonelines500 words, 5 comments, February 24, 2004. In <200 lines, Other
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The Day You'll be back / Carrying your bag / Of emptiness , words and disdain / I'll open my hands / And burry in sands / The meaning of being in vain / You'll stick in my core / The touch of adore / When100 words, 1 comment, May 14, 2007. In Other
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We live in accidents and accidents we trust / We take the accident for something true / We think that accident is our must / We pray for accidents when we don't have a clue... / So dont go mad if we think you ai<100 words, 2 comments, May 14, 2007. In Other
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Wolves walk away, fallen into endless night.
And everything about everything in nothingness stop,
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The Day You'll be back / Carrying your bag / Of emptiness , words and disdain / I'll open my hands / And burry in sands / The meaning of being in vain / You'll stick in my core / The touch of adore / When - Accidental Poem at allpoetry
We live in accidents and accidents we trust / We take the accident for something true / We think that accident is our must / We pray for accidents when we don't have a clue... / So dont go mad if we think you ai
