to the point
Poetry is what gets lost in translation.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| spaceman | 0 | 05/19/2012 |
| d~e~s~t~r~o~y ~e~d |
0 | 07/30/2011 |
| either way.... | 1 | 10/23/2010 |
| ReStLeSs | 0 | 06/16/2010 |
| Rubble | 0 | 05/04/2010 |
| Weeping Soul | 0 | 12/11/2009 |
| Can't... | 0 | 12/10/2009 |
| Voiceless.... | 2 | 12/10/2009 |
| Nothing More | 0 | 11/10/2009 |
| The Bleeder | 3 | 10/26/2009 |
| My Heart | 0 | 10/19/2009 |
| Desecration | 0 | 10/13/2009 |
| So I do Nothing... | 1 | 10/11/2009 |
| whispers | 0 | 08/25/2009 |
| the candle | 1 | 08/22/2009 |
| death of a soul | 0 | 09/14/2009 |
| unwritten | 0 | 08/07/2009 |
| Dammit! | 0 | 07/07/2009 |
| closed | 0 | 01/24/2009 |
| building | 0 | 01/24/2009 |
| unlearning... . |
1 | 01/24/2009 |
| my demons | 0 | 01/23/2009 |
| waiting for it to happen | 0 | 01/23/2009 |
| to the point | 0 | 01/23/2009 |
| love is like | 2 | 01/23/2009 |
| damaged | 0 | 01/23/2009 |
| sometimes... | 0 | 01/23/2009 |
| true self | 0 | 01/23/2009 |
| Shouldn't | 0 | 01/23/2009 |
| without--i wrote this when i was 16 | 2 | 01/14/2009 |
| hmmmmmmmmmmm | 0 | 01/14/2009 |
| I will | 1 | 01/14/2009 |
| Ominous me | 2 | 01/14/2009 |
| the naive cynic | 1 | 01/14/2009 |
| the 'un' me | 2 | 01/14/2009 |
| praise hurts her... | 1 | 01/11/2009 |
| Inquiry | 0 | 01/11/2009 |
| My War... | 3 | 01/11/2009 |
| My.... | 0 | 01/11/2009 |
| mind........ | 1 | 01/11/2009 |
| Image.. | 0 | 01/11/2009 |
| Boo Hoo... | 3 | 01/11/2009 |
| PANIC... | 0 | 01/11/2009 |
| I wonder... | 0 | 01/11/2009 |
| She.......... . |
1 | 01/11/2009 |
| 53 truths about me | 1 | 01/11/2009 |
| Novacaine | 0 | 01/11/2009 |
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