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Day 27: A poem about a superhero you made up.
AB Man
AB
Day 27: A poem about a superhero you made up. AB Man AB Man With no abs No cape No tights Patent power when he writes He soothes the wounded souls ...
Day 27: A poem about a superhero you made up. AB Man AB Man With no abs No cape No tights Patent power when he writes He soothes the wounded souls ...
#25
When you say avarice the very word
Sounds like sinking
#25 When you say avarice the very word Sounds like sinking your teeth in And shaking your prey. Uttering gluttony almost chokes you, Like youre ...
#25 When you say avarice the very word Sounds like sinking your teeth in And shaking your prey. Uttering gluttony almost chokes you, Like youre ...
#25. Annabel Lee (Poe Did Not Know You)
O Annabel,
Like you I
#25. Annabel Lee (Poe Did Not Know You) O Annabel, Like you I have a weakness for serpents Like all sunshine does, Like all makers of warmth. Halfwa...
#25. Annabel Lee (Poe Did Not Know You) O Annabel, Like you I have a weakness for serpents Like all sunshine does, Like all makers of warmth. Halfwa...
#20. Place of Origin
It have no place for me here.
I watch my
#20. Place of Origin It have no place for me here. I watch my head but every now and then a bramble hanging low and it knock me aside. With my whale h...
#20. Place of Origin It have no place for me here. I watch my head but every now and then a bramble hanging low and it knock me aside. With my whale h...
DAY 10 A POEM ABOUT A DARK SIDE OF YOU
Revenge Rides
My
DAY 10 A POEM ABOUT A DARK SIDE OF YOU Revenge Rides My mind is a car Without brakes Going down a steep hill I cannot sleep. I’m not the driver ...
DAY 10 A POEM ABOUT A DARK SIDE OF YOU Revenge Rides My mind is a car Without brakes Going down a steep hill I cannot sleep. I’m not the driver ...
I forgot to post yesterdays poem... here it is:
Day 10- Hidden
I forgot to post yesterdays poem... here it is: Day 10- Hidden Within Trapped behind the strength of a smile, Barricaded by the desire to be perceiv...
I forgot to post yesterdays poem... here it is: Day 10- Hidden Within Trapped behind the strength of a smile, Barricaded by the desire to be perceiv...
#10 They Call Me Witch
Where I eat, she eats,
I swallow the
#10 They Call Me Witch Where I eat, she eats, I swallow the flower petals and she Cracks the bones. I step over skeletons, Afterward, in my right mi...
#10 They Call Me Witch Where I eat, she eats, I swallow the flower petals and she Cracks the bones. I step over skeletons, Afterward, in my right mi...
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