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Genre: Death, Rhyme, Horror Pending Sorrow by Chris Hill A dreary night, a tragic noon alone under the harvest moon. The fog rolls in, the thunder cracks, And in his hand he wields an Axe He rides alone across the land To carry out his wicked plan with a smile…
Month: August 2016
Look at me, Poetry by Alexis Davis
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Genre: Relationship Look at me by Alexis Davis No, I want to see “the you”, The one “you” that you kept away. Hidden in barracks of the mind prison You’ve created. Let me see “you”. The masquerade of every personality is Draining the one person you’re hiding. The one that…
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