Nightside Poems - Poems about Nightside

...Andy O’(Snaps fingers rhythmically) The air hangs thick with midnight blue/And the city hums a graffiti tune/ a voice cuts through, a velvet blade/Andy O’, where stories are made/Poet, Musician, Bro......

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...summer nights, slipping into autumn's arms, tethered to a reluctant lover, ......

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...Cardboard boxes filled on the floor, Photos gone from nightside table, Where we read a bedtime fable. Twinges as I walk by her door, Her sweet bed where she use to lay; Sits empt......

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