Poems from christina443

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I am a writer, a poet, a mind to be heard by the world.
I saw a Cardigan Bay slicing through line Route 33. The golden mirage sizzling and vibrating above the asphalt black. Artificial...
He was my source of inspiration and hope.Have faith my young one.You'll wake up one night, panting and gasping for breath.Eyes wide wide...
When the bells have rung once twice thrice, All was silent, And only my heart sounded for each second by.    
Chicken peas Purple weeds Everyone feeds On Limping beans
Now is the time for a hundred indecisions  Time for you And time for me To prepare the face we will meet   We sit back in silence watching...