Alright
I can feel it coming to an end.The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Window World | 0 | 10/09/2009 |
| Looming Hunger | 0 | 09/19/2009 |
| How Do I? | 0 | 09/19/2009 |
| Flowing | 0 | 09/19/2009 |
| Help | 0 | 08/08/2009 |
| Hearing Mistakes | 0 | 08/08/2009 |
| Alright | 0 | 08/08/2009 |
| Crumble Before Me | 0 | 08/08/2009 |
| Scattered Insecurities | 0 | 08/08/2009 |
| Dreamed Lives | 0 | 08/08/2009 |
| Feel It | 0 | 08/08/2009 |
| The Cure | 1 | 08/08/2009 |
| Coma | 0 | 08/08/2009 |
| Alright | 0 | 07/03/2009 |
| Unsure | 0 | 06/14/2009 |
| Past Darkness | 1 | 06/02/2009 |
| Worthless | 1 | 06/02/2009 |
| Real Me | 0 | 06/02/2009 |
| Discovering Glances | 0 | 06/02/2009 |
| Will He? | 1 | 06/02/2009 |
| Ahead | 0 | 06/02/2009 |
| Closeness | 0 | 06/02/2009 |
| Blurry Scenes | 0 | 06/02/2009 |
| Hypocritical Tears | 0 | 06/02/2009 |
| Anguishing Happiness | 1 | 06/02/2009 |
| Crossed Lines | 0 | 06/02/2009 |
| Bottled Hatred | 1 | 06/02/2009 |
| My Dream Turned Nightmare | 0 | 06/02/2009 |
| Burdens Of You | 2 | 05/31/2009 |
| Sincere Nights | 0 | 05/31/2009 |
| Children | 0 | 05/31/2009 |
| Unknown Voices | 0 | 05/31/2009 |
| Soullessly Searching | 1 | 05/31/2009 |
| Empty Crowds | 0 | 05/31/2009 |
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