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The storm is coming and all I can do is wait it out.
Rated: Fiction T - English - Angst - Words: 75 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 10-31-06 - Status: Complete - id: 2269641
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Alone
I stand alone,
In a field of nocturnal bliss,
Waiting for the storm.
a/n:
Very
short.. This is a poem I wrote back in the eighth grade because we
were studying poetry and we made poetry books. I dug up my book,
found this, and wow.. I like it.
I'm
liking more of my poems now a days. Ha..
Can any one tell me what
kind of poem this is? x.X
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