Embrase Poems - Poems about Embrase

...MONSIEUR L'VAMPYRE Parisienne Night In the still of the night by the Seine in soft light all the heart of Paris was aglow, where I stood I could see that a long night for me lay ahead if some......

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...How sad is the saddest sad That only the saddest sad can tell how deep it run. Through the blood stream of the heart and through The conscious mind So that it gives a little echo inside... Lon......

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...Parisienne Night In the still of the night by the Seine in soft light all the heart of Paris was aglow, where I stood I could see that a long night for me lay ahead if some one didn't show. ......

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...Digging out the past One man decides to bury the past hoping to save the future But never knew that some had already sought to dug it out, Trying to give a different view, for he hoped to fit in......

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...talking to the dead iget all the answers listening to the living i get nothing but pain. i tell myself its not that hard to hide. you use to hold me. you use to. the grey has come and t......

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...IT’S HARD TO FACE REALITY BUT YET EASY TO LIVE IN A FANTASY IT’S HARD TO LIVE WITH A BURDAN BUT YET EASY TO EMBRASE IT IT’S HARDTO DEAL WITH PROBLEMS BUT YET EASY TO SOLVE THEM IT’S HARD TO......

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...Her lips are stained with the scarlet blood of the one she loves. She stands, his lifeless body falling from her embrase. She gathers her things and leaves, her hunger satisfied but her heart star......

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...Life is a ling slow beautiful dance, choregraphed by delicate hands. For death is not the enemy once we ful-fill the prophesy. We all share a common destiny. One of joy and not of sorry, none s......

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...Red ribbons around the streetlights. The lights from the commadore theather are a reflection of the past. Coblestone streets the historic district across the water buildings are lit hauntin......

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...Let Me Hobbes *quick note* A song I wrote for my mate As I walk down this road, I've walked it before, it never gets old. I see millions of faces, Their lives will move on, their stories u......

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