Battling Stones

Battling Stones Battling Stones

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Genre: Romance

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Status: Finished

Genre: Romance

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Summary

I woke up again In the middle of the night and wrote down what I thought was my caffeinated emotion, Not to be confused with emo, I dispose stereotypes.
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Summary

I woke up again In the middle of the night and wrote down what I thought was my caffeinated emotion, Not to be confused with emo, I dispose stereotypes.

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Submitted: May 27, 2008

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I call to you my lover,

We both know who you are.

The beautiful one so cleaver.

Shine brighter than the sky.

Do you move in the night,

And watch me wright this poem.

The tear of a rose that feels only Ecstasy.

The smoke of the moon who connects you to me.

I feel your signature, in my room.

And smell transparent floral blessings.

It's your love, and your here,

Lying a wood away from me.


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