Lyssa Poems - Poems about Lyssa

...In fiery red costumes, anger dances fire ablaze. Anxiety, pain, and isolation, from within, gaze Garlands of skulls, bones, and spun veins are worn invisibly. Bloody tongue ladle, like that of a h......

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...A remarkable suicide Johan Borgen had an elegant pen and a charming story near his typewriter, but he was also a serious writer who deeply plowed furrow in the landscape of the mind His master......

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...I told Cupid to halt his arrow I wasn’t trying to fall in love; when I was in sorrow. He was so understanding, He hatched his bow and went about his business It took me a while to realise I did......

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