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4What Dark Releases A poem about the change that a werewolf feels when the sun has set. And they are free
Poetry: Fantasy, K, English, Horror, words: 79, favs: 1, 9/14/2004
10Hold Me » What does it feel to be with someone, who you care for
Poetry: Love, K, English, Romance, chapters: 3, words: 330, favs: 1, updated: 9/14/2004 published: 5/22/2004
Who do we love Truthfully, I know he loves me, and I know that you hate me for that. But dont you see that I hate you, for he loves you as well
Poetry: Love, K, English, Romance & Angst, words: 139, 5/22/2004
1In your hidden pages Oh what wonders do you keep, locked in pages with nay a peep. A short peom on books
Poetry: General, K, English, words: 60, 4/24/2004
3They are Coming to Take Me Away what does it truly feel like to be compleatly insane, and trying to pretend that you are not insane
Poetry: Life, T, English, Angst, words: 98, 4/1/2004
1Striving longing for that thing which is just at your finger tips but refusing it is one of the most angesty things out there. and it happens every day
Poetry: Life, K, English, Angst, words: 49, 3/12/2004
1Aqua Tribute Just a little poem to my favorite element, water. What is true, is found in your deep blue.
Poetry: Nature, K, English, Poetry, words: 79, 1/12/2004
2Blood sweat and tears We all go to school, We all talk the same way, we all walk the same way, but not me, I fight back, here is a poem about the fight
Poetry: Life, T, English, Angst & Poetry, words: 359, 11/15/2003
3Truth what is truth, is it that which is.. a poem on my thoughts on truth and lies, angesty and depressing
Poetry: Life, K, English, Angst, words: 84, 11/8/2003
1Impossible another vampire poem, girl thinking about a perfect love, that none speak of.
Poetry: Fantasy, K, English, Poetry & Humor, words: 237, 10/20/2003
2Return to me What I had is now gone, I long for your touch a quick poem on a girl longing for her vampire boyfriend
Poetry: Fantasy, K, English, Poetry & Supernatural, words: 292, 9/18/2003
4To Break Free To shed mortal bounds like one would a robe. To lose oneself in the nights call. To hunt with the pack on this frigid night. This is just a quick poem about a werewolf.
Poetry: Fantasy, K+, English, Poetry & Supernatural, words: 205, 9/13/2003
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