Contest Nominees

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internet love

internet love

i see your picture
you see mine
yet connect in person we cannot do
so far away in time...

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Empty Universe

What would you do,

If the sun fell from the sky?

What would you do,

If the moon...

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we are disposable

we are disposable

just like that paper cup

just like that word we use to much

We...

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Poem -

The Beginning Just Started

Beginnings can start at any age.

Just like a book, it can begin on any page.

Now in my mid...

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Nightmare

I need a reason.

I never get one.

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Hidden beyond.

No matter why you hide

No matter what side

I don't know what I did

Why you never...

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Miss

Confused by her

Thinking of what she means

I do not care

By any means

...

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the perfect plan..

What's worse, drowning under the waves or dying from the thirst,

crying and be being questioned, or...

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the dark horse ride's

the dark horse ride's

mist in the distance
closer it wave's
a dark shadow catch's my sight
as it flow's over...

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Please Rest Your Mind

Please Rest Your Mind

Please rest your mind

Just no im here right by your side

You have no reason to feel you...

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THE DAY THE ANGELS FELL

They Came from different areas
their wings were hard to see
they passed me by so quickly...

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THE CROSS

The cross is just a symbol, though it’s very, very strong
that we have taken to our hearts to show...

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An Epic of Sorrows (prelude)

An Epic of Sorrows (prelude)

Alone In the dark.
I wait the night, yearning for day to rid the moon.
Star-Crossed lovers...

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S is for Stella

Gray....
Black...
Where's White?

Emerging as the mix.
More dark than light....

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MUSIC MECHANIC

Pull your heart into my drive
I'll patch her up, just enough to get by
Baby she left me too...

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Missing

Missing

Missing girls possessions
Parents obsessions

Doll, clothes, shoes
the parents mull...

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Your Fingertips

Lying in this bed alone,
Waiting for you to come on home.
The room, it rings with silence,...