Poems by Peter

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  • Skin lingering with an edge of frost, awaiting to...
    but a pond action...

  • It (1)

    It lingers in my room,
    It dimmers all that blooms...

  • In a crevice I do not cry,
    Or feel emotion I don't know why...

  • Beast (1)

    I'm not like a bud that eventually blossoms,
    I dwell as a scavenger much like a possum...

  • Chalk,
    Wastes away with each knock...

  • It's times like these i think of Death,
    About it's possibilities to end my breath...

  • I play a game of tainted lies,
    That twists and turns my enemies eyes...

  • Three,
    Undersea...

  • His the seasons in a day,
    I never know if I should stay...

  • Red

    Red,
    Dread...

  • The thought dawns on me that he is awaiting my...
    For I see perfection as he is...

  • Dancing with bodies of Flame,
    I can never throw that blame...