Ungrowing Poems - Poems about Ungrowing

...Our candle refuses to consume the night, it lit only to paint our shadows on the round mud walls We were splattered greys of thin paint, mounted bold and unbowing, guarding our supper like the anc......

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...If fear controls your fate, You'll never be alive, Not in the truest sense, But only to survive. Every single person must Find their niche in life, For purpose makes worthy All other str......

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...Bright lights, noise, life, living is cold and sometimes unsettling becoming a disappointing annoyance, when and where time seems to stand still and all motion, activities, purpose ceases. ......

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