All shields down
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Twin frustration
Vibrant tension fills the silence
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Heartfelt touch
Sometimes all we need
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What hides inside
Insecurity frames the lie
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Treacherous currents
#vsspoem prompt for September 19th, 2019: Serenity
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Scar the mountains
#vsspoem prompt for September 18th, 2019: Mountain
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What the world could be
No mere infatuation
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Hearts untended
#vsspoem prompt for September 17th, 2019: Lush
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Cry freedom
#vsspoem prompt for September 16th, 2019: Cry
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Set in sand
#vsspoem prompt for September 15th, 2019: Letter
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Remember everything
The pounding of drums in my head awakes me
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Endless green
#vsspoem prompt for September 13th, 2019: Green
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The devil’s mark
My flames will be your only warmth
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Go be free
#vsspoem prompt for Septembe 13th, 2019
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Hidden depths
#vsspoem prompt for September 12th, 2019: Shallow
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No factor
#vsspoem prompt for September 11th, 2019: Attraction
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Blue to black
In the smoke of Eden burning
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Terror struck
And the world will never be the same
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Pied poets
#vsspoem prompt for September 10th, 2019: Follow
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Souls lost
Wake of tragedy, the dreary morning after
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Sweet anticipation
#vsspoem prompt for September 9th, 2019: Emotion
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Subtle omens
#vsspoem prompt for September 8th, 2019: Omen
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Nightfall
#vsspoem prompt for September 7th, 2019: Nightfall
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Careless youth
High above unnoticed nets
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Tickets to damnation
Hell must be a warm and loving place
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Play catch
#vsspoem prompt for September 6th, 2019: Shadow
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Angry red
Tossing, turning, sleep evades me
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The class abides
#vsspoem prompt for September 5th, 2019: Push
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Gravity be damned
Watching crystalized breath rise through falling snow
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Behind the curtain
#vsspoem prompt for September 4th, 2019: Abide
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The world on mute
With the world on mute I’m blessedly at peace
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Emptier than yesterday
#vsspoem prompt for September 3rd, 2019: Pass
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Laws of attraction
Blind to outward beauty
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Picnic season
Hibernation, how bears wait
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Precious gifts
#vsspoem prompt for September 2nd, 2019: Freedom
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What is love
I’ve come to known the joys of passion, I live the agony of loss