Platting Poems - Poems about Platting

...They are dragging the funeral And conferring their itch With dreams to fade foe These are the lion-hearted heroes of mother earth They are walking on the roads of thrones Where entry and exit ......

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...They are dragging the funeral, And conferring their itch With dreams to fade foe. These are the lion hearted heroes Of mother earth. They are walking on the roads of thrones, Where entry and ......

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...Sometimes we die before our death Merely existing as shells with our souls six feet Blossoming roses with pedals that stink of death Wishing every exhale could our last God knows we having a blas......

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