OBSCURUS
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 |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| UNTITTLED | 0 | 05/31/2010 |
| OBSCURUS 1:1 | 1 | 01/23/2010 |
| THE NIGHT THAT I DIED | 2 | 01/22/2010 |
| WE ARE..... | 0 | 01/22/2010 |
| LOCUST IN MY SOUL | 1 | 12/29/2009 |
| VISITORS FROM THE PAST | 0 | 12/28/2009 |
| W.G | 0 | 12/13/2009 |
| SEPTEMBER STORM | 0 | 12/13/2009 |
| A RECITAL | 0 | 12/13/2009 |
| FEAR | 1 | 12/13/2009 |
| THIS WINTER OF MINE | 0 | 12/01/2009 |
| OBSCURUS | 0 | 12/01/2009 |
| HURRICANE | 1 | 11/27/2009 |
| R.A.W 2 | 0 | 11/26/2009 |
| THE AFTERMATH | 0 | 11/15/2009 |
| TO HER... | 0 | 09/22/2009 |
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