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by buried alive
Other poems of ALIVE (30)
Across The Blood Of Time
Until Sunrise Never Comes
At Half Past Hell, She Comes.Through My Dreams
08 May 2017 10:18
Every woman thinks of this.. You captured the fear and the feeling, beautifully and fully. A different and very well conceives work. To be remembered.
26 Apr 2017 02:02
a thoughtful poem of what is beauty? ..........beautifully written.
31 Mar 2017 08:11
A well-written poem on growing old, the fading youth. I like the way your poem ends with a question, which lets us ponder...if love can surpass physical beauty...
30 Mar 2017 05:53
Nicely emotional with lingering question played well throughout.