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Hard Pass, By: Andrew Cyr
It shouldn’t be,oh, but it is,life it’s hardenough, and hotenough to boilon a Georgia sidewalkduring an after schoolspecial because God knowsthere’s nothing specialabout Evelyn’s long, red hairthat she wrapped aroundher neck.And so what if her green eyes piercemy soul?The thought of her in bed drives me wild.So, what?I’m harder than I should be,but she’s hot…
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November, 1806, By: William Wordsworth
Another year! another deadly blow!Another mighty Empire overthrown!And We are left, or shall be left, alone;The last that dare to struggle with the Foe.’Tis well! from this day…
Mine?, By: Tarrish Crosby
fireworks shot across the night sky I searched through the crowd looking for the guy with the yellow eyes his dimples curved into his cheek in a way…
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November 1, By: William Wordsworth
How clear, how keen, how marvellously brightThe effluence from yon distant mountain’s head,Which, strewn with snow smooth as the sky can shed,Shines…
Temptation And Love, By: Andrew Cyr
I shouldn’t have,but I gave an inchto temptation,and oh my Godit took me througha green riverwith salt water,stinging my loneliness,and flowing throughmy…
Not Love, Not War, Nor The Tumultuous Swell, By: William Wordsworth
Not Love, not War, nor the tumultuous swell,Of civil conflict, nor the wrecks of change,Nor Duty struggling with afflictions strangeNot these ‘alone’…
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