Poems by theffervescent

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  • This golden wreath of vines we weave
    Will never after all achieve...

  • Awaiting the press,
    They will tell us the score...

  • With painful feelings in her heart
    The start of each day...

  • On 10175 Buckingham Drive,
    Where the lights line up...

  • Choose (1)

    This dark and gloomy path
    Shouldn't be the route we take...

  • Your blood should pay
    For hurt bestowed...