papersoldier: Life is short Death is sure The hour of death Remains obscure Waste not you time While time shall last For after death, life ...tis ever past |
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papersoldier: I wrote my first poem when i was six. It was called "A Toad Named Mode" yes, it was silly. I like to write intimate scenes, but im most compelled to write about the wrongs in life. Who cares though, right...well, i sure do. |
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I care, by the way. ;) - | ||
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papersoldier: I believe it is time to pursue writing again. I have been mostly quiet in the poetry community. I am gravely saddened by the passing of Gungalo, who I have followed closely since 2004 at the Poets Workshop and various sites after that. She shines still. My life has began to change, so have I and I must express my feelings better. |
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God bless! Steve - | ||
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