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Trixareforkids
Dangerous Mind
United States 6awards
Joined 2nd Jan 2016
Forum Posts: 2597

Together we've managed
life, death, laughter, tears and
still want more

FroztBight
Strange Creature
United States
Joined 11th May 2017
Forum Posts: 5

little to do
yet many places to go
over the imagination

Grace
IDryad
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 25th Aug 2011
Forum Posts: 16075

I know you
you come with many names
Tom Dick Harry

Trixareforkids
Dangerous Mind
United States 6awards
Joined 2nd Jan 2016
Forum Posts: 2597

Harry had trouble
Five foot nothing, red-headed trouble
Thought it heavenly

Grace
IDryad
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 25th Aug 2011
Forum Posts: 16075

What happened to
Tom and Dick, they're still around
or gone too

Carpe_Noctem
Tyrant of Words
Spain 8awards
Joined 3rd Mar 2013
Forum Posts: 2915

Peter robed Paul
Juan dollar at a time
Left no dinero

souladareatease
Tyrant of Words
United States 29awards
Joined 28th Dec 2012
Forum Posts: 5085

Paul called Ringo
one too many awful names
some blame Linda

poet Anonymous

Paul rumored dead
Many clues have said so
Only he knows
;)

Grace
IDryad
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 25th Aug 2011
Forum Posts: 16075

Love is Blue
I never seen it coloured
but who knows

souladareatease
Tyrant of Words
United States 29awards
Joined 28th Dec 2012
Forum Posts: 5085

Blue cloudless morning
scent of ground perfection, wafts
no moment lost

Grace
IDryad
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 25th Aug 2011
Forum Posts: 16075

there are moments
when blossoms mean absolutely nothing
just mere flowers

Trixareforkids
Dangerous Mind
United States 6awards
Joined 2nd Jan 2016
Forum Posts: 2597

Flowers bloom, die
picking them hastens their end
like all beauty

Josh
Joshua Bond
Tyrant of Words
Palestine 40awards
Joined 2nd Feb 2017
Forum Posts: 1688

But the beauty
far outweighs the pain of
picking them alive.

poet Anonymous

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Trixareforkids
Dangerous Mind
United States 6awards
Joined 2nd Jan 2016
Forum Posts: 2597

Shadows grow longer
lake the shape of monsters
recognizing ourselves, flee

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