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Poetry Collective

Open minds Spill out Wet Words – balladPour me a drink, good sir For my tongue is dry from these liesHeaven sends angels as whiskey And the devil sips Crown on the rocks Keep down the noise, you lout Even thunder knows when to desistFind me a horse here, fast Towns are only places to restContinueContinue reading “Poetry Collective”

Never Once, Upon a Star

I looked up towards the cool night sky, Breathing in the end of Fall. “Weather seems to be turning foul; I’ll swear it’s gonna be snow.” The man who speaks stands over me His coat pulled up about him. “I wish that we could see the stars” I found myself mumbling. He shot me aContinueContinue reading “Never Once, Upon a Star”