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Two sides of I'm sorry - RhymeZone Forums
Posts Latest Activity Photos Search Page of 1 Filter Time Show Filtered by: new posts rhymarhyma Senior Member Join Date:Jan 2015 Posts:430 Share Tweet #1 Two sides of I'm sorry 07-13-2015, …
Stomach Pains - RhymeZone Forums
Stomach pains: But not sure if it's from society's pollution or propagandas dissolution I'm sick. and I'm not sure if it's from all the anxiety of my
I've heard - PoemZone Poetry Forum
I've heard the grass is greener On the other side. I've heard that you will never know at least until you've tried. I've heard about still waters I've
Ben And Alice - PoemZone Poetry Forum
Sep 2, 2018 · Relationships can be roller coaster going up and going down. This a well told story easy to read with a rhyme scheme that helps its flow and helps maintain its pace 👍 1 1 comment …
A new Write-- The The Real Estate Waiting Game Volume 19 ...
A new Write-- The The Real Estate Waiting Game Volume 19 staaaaaaaarrrrrring??? 07-28-2016, 09:46 AM I'm sitting at the reception desk and I'm ready, able and willin when all of a sudden the telephone …
Fargo2 for Grants Attention - PoemZone Poetry Forum
Fargo2 for Grants Attention 08-18-2018, 06:12 AM Wells Fargo Grant, I gave this a two hour rewrite over breakfast and separated the banking reference
For a Friend - PoemZone Poetry Forum
The meter is impeccable, which carries along the slightly loosened rhyme scheme with graceful sonority. No doubt the content will be a welcome solace to those who share the same aspirations.
They Will Not Knock Me Down - PoemZone Poetry Forum
They will not knock me down Crossing the road is precarious, so it’s best to hold mum’s hand; Four lanes of traffic travelling fast, I don’t know where
The Handkerchief - PoemZone Poetry Forum
Jul 17, 2019 · The Handkerchief I walked down the stairs into the bright city street to the store for a brew and a smoke. Huddled in a corner of the smashed landscape was a rubbled human fragment that …