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BeautyShe walks in beauty but gazelle has fled from her night. And mr. moore is unfortunately, roving around the night.Beauty
by ~BluPen
celestial harbingersMy hands open up from this prison Where I lay just awoken, Lazarus from his grave justly called, And from my limbs coils undone Unwraps my hand. Uncupped, And untettered, my orisons, fly free. From the wraps of flesh and of wronged-deeds Fly from my prison and beyond. Fly to Helios into the sweet lighted-air As I dote in my bounds That you, so flowing and gentle with water-ied wings, Union-ed eyes and dreamy fellowships Should not be thwarted from your bourne To the roosts of Father, To the wounds of Cybele beneath his Crown.celestial harbingers
Let them be welcomed
by ~BluPen
beethovensitting at the back of the class alone with the laptop hunched over the small fickering screen in the corner, under the air conditioner free in my timebeethoven
the teacher sits in his place in his own corner letting the class run wild stuck in his own little world
maybe when i become famous i'll be like beethoven i'll laugh my audiences laugh out my hollow insides so they can see how empty i am
by ~BluPen
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- Current Residence: Tulsa
- Interests: music, books, and learning
- Favourite genre of music: classical, pop, contemporary, rock...
- Favourite poet or writer: shakespeare, byron, bilgere
- Favourite style of art: sketchy and quick.
- MP3 player of choice: MC Cody
- Tools of the Trade: pencil or pen
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