Moldered Poems - Poems about Moldered

...As tears fall I open my moldered eyes to see myself Blurred and grotty I’m beginning to rot now My skin melting into my bedsheets Moldy and itching with pests Am i one of them? Am i another e......

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...(Cold Harbor, Virginia, May 31-June 12, 1864; 1,845 Union dead, 788 Confederate dead) cathedrals rise, tall arching boughs, crisscrossing limbs, lush, leafy rooftops lofted high and ru......

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...I've written of great longing while my teardrops flare Rhyming lines of sorrow that were nested in my mind Tomes of poetry that exposed the depth of my despair Now, my heart lies withe......

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...Our shells deform in some odd way… Our soul and mind are moldered clay… They twist it and turn it and do what they can, We slide through their fingers like you would with sand. We’re corrupted ......

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..."A woodland path in the dappled sun hushed and quiet" As creamy blue cloud rests on tall tender trees Peeps of early morning sun still awakes dossing greens Dull dews are yet to vanish from the......

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