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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required New York Theory Boo don't talk to me news He rebegins Chaste in here with you I held out empty ink Twirling walls Rampant porcelain dreams Too many parks In one day, destroyed me sundered tulips Tell my brother not of his famine Call my brother in light of his sails Bring home his scabbard And part with your blame Why your name so unfair How long till your shores erode Leave this page in which you find me torn Escape fear at once In barreled ink I fish Squandered remains of wheat Delicate death you’ll not find Only jest of my tears Always cutting off branches begging me I can’t sweep when I await the fruit I grow whole in rain I drink And beneath shelter life reveals leaves Uncharted Sails and wind begins free She lost standing up without language, A passenger missing from a train. Her mother should be here by now, While she waits and misses, empty comes back. A good empty she can hold, at least, at her least she Can be worth holding There, evolving exists Outside of where you Can be, the space Where nothing remembers You. Your all done With that lesson Just being a baby after trying to grow Means the whole flower will Understand This is my father, the time of Francis As Eden resumes and idiom Desecrates the grave you aren’t Enough. Saint is sour language in Your fearful form and stage is Frightening to take. You are Conquered in films rot. Vent!!! Speak to me I command, air!!! Begin your tails against My feathers hate We shall duel in the rain Perish fire? Crying furnace of ruined lies You desire my shelter? It wasn’t for the suffering That I was lent Or to how something was Unwound in time A chair would rock Spins of yarn The chase in the return Of midwinter’s open cry Closest to the legs Hiding him fine The father Is in process To his words In advance He is prepared As she raises his sun He attends to the wounds The medicine And the fortune Telling before the days Her land is not alone It carries burdens Ending in sorrow She is a ketch Limp and mundane A potion inside of a stain And yours left dry Stolen desks A wreck of in the night Frantic pacing Of ideas Misplaced building We have not captured Our lens Together, last season It was for study Ahh, but ever the farthing A just penny she was So beautifully shrewd To fall upon our scenery Dormant and formidable frost She wills to grieve And not to stay Travelled and placed Emperor’s strain Curt and long Days veiled in song Why hadn’t fickle lunged? Or danger ascend Professed white Guilty sight No remorse All shadows And stilled In her voice She had hurt And follow’s As huntress In shallows A body A remorseful partner No trust Her next choice Taken She’s found In rehearsal Covered in failure His and there I watch Her give up In tears Stolen beauty To his ways
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