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Him (Free verse) by Sheeva
A time to cry A time to share The heart & soul so empty So bare Come now come all To the enchanted ball We dress in mosque though when it turns dusk He comes cloaked in darkness Glistening scythe in hand Oh the power which to harness He turns to you He turns he swings Its done your gone Feeling weightless now... Look wings!! Come now come all To the enchanted ball

Up the ladder: Requiem For a Snail
Down the ladder: Opening Your Heart

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Arithmetic Mean: 9.0
Weighted score: 5.1897035
Overall Rank: 4766
Posted: May 21, 2009 8:48 AM PDT; Last modified: May 21, 2009 8:48 AM PDT
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[9] Kraven_The_Wanderer @ 205.213.111.54 | 21-May-09/8:51 AM | Reply
nice d//.,^
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