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 Apr 2015 Alice Morris
Weasel
Moon shines bright on snow
Making it seem bright as day -
My room was lit up.

{ Weasel }
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 Apr 2015 Alice Morris
Poetic T
tapping upon glass
dormant lifeless reflection
cold eyes of self stare
I have lost my place
between your warmth and your chill.
I think I'll stay lost.
© Bitsy Sanders, April 2015
After long dark spring
Glimmer of fortunes to come
Sun breaking through rains
Atop old mountain
My blood flows from lofty sky
Bleeding to the seas
 Apr 2015 Alice Morris
PrttyBrd
dreams push truth alive
desperation and desire
hearts fulfilled as one
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 Apr 2015 Alice Morris
Tristan W
Shrapnel leaves a scar.
My wounds heal like molasses.
Slower than syrup.
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