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Sorry, I couldn't hold it in.
SightWhen you look upon me... do you see?Sight
Do you see that I cry, that I laugh, that I sigh?
What do you see?
Is it me or my earthly bonds?
If the later is true... Then do I truley want to see you?
PoetsPoets prepare poetry periodicallyPoets
They think things through thoroughly
We wouldn’t want words without wisdom
Special syllables sound splendid simultaneously
Lovely letters lashed ‘long lonely lines
Heavenly heart-filled haikus happily hop here
Usually underestimated, untold, unwritten, unloved
Reach regularly, readily reading righteous rhymes
Anyone, anywhere always awaits another
Poem
A Warning to a DaughterDon’t walk through the glen When the moon is full. The lark sings of lusty yen When the moon is full.A Warning to a Daughter
The stars will blind your eyes As the wind goes still. He will spy his bounty prize As the wind goes still.
Don’t stop by the idle stream Where the old path ends. There’s a voice from a dream Where the old path ends.
He will call for you, so sweet, While blood-flowers grow. There the two of you shall meet While blood-flowers grow.
Don’t take his candied drink Made of tears and fallen dew. Poison takes your mo
Isolated
AHHHH
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Doctor says "Treatment is simple. Great clown Pagliacci is in town tonight. Go and see him. That should pick you up." Man bursts into tears. Says "But doctor... I am Pagliacci."
I CANT DRAW
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A deafening noise drowns out my voice. You squeeze my hand tighter and I shield you from the sound. I hold it back with all my might but who am I to think that I alone can protect such a delicate treasure. Still on I hold and louder it grows. It hurts.
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A deafening noise drowns out my voice. You squeeze my hand tighter and I shield you from the sound. I hold it back with all my might but who am I to think that I alone can protect such a delicate treasure. Still on I hold and louder it grows. It hurts.
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A deafening noise drowns out my voice. You squeeze my hand tighter and I shield you from the sound. I hold it back with all my might but who am I to think that I alone can protect such a delicate treasure. Still on I hold and louder it grows. It hurts.
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A deafening noise drowns out my voice. You squeeze my hand tighter and I shield you from the sound. I hold it back with all my might but who am I to think that I alone can protect such a delicate treasure. Still on I hold and louder it grows. It hurts.
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