Witching Hour: Lost in Thought

By ShadowmasktheFirst

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Titled "Witching Hour" because most of my poem ideas come to me way past midnight when I'm trying to sleep. T... More

Worse
Fantasial Reality
What Should Have Happened
Realization
Left or Right?
(Originally for a story)
(Originally for the same story as last chapter)
Birthday Poem
Gaming Experience
What am I?
Gift Giving
Silence
Something New
Night Students
Seasonal Haikus (Summer)
Seasonal Haikus (Autumn)
Seasonal Haikus (Winter)
Seasonal Haikus (Spring)
Their Eyes
Escaping Fear's Wrath
Guide to Being Happy
I have no clue
Don't Lose Yourself
I'm Sorry
Thoughts I just Can't Express
A New Year
Lit
Siblings
What's Real?
A Novel
Gambling with Love
Single Rose
Welcome to Neverland
As Friends Do
Imagine
Time Stops For No One
still waiting
Hands
Magical Things
Trapped on Paper
History is Never Pretty
Greedy Dilemma
Dysfunctional
They'll try to hide it..
Pedestal
The dark is pretty (it is the light that reveals ugly things)
Upon a wish of allegiance
childhood by the water's edge
Untitled Menace
The Smiling Child
Found Family

Third Wheel

30 2 1
By ShadowmasktheFirst

An unspoken word

Will seal the deal

You're the third wheel

Left alone to hold up the car

Across a bumpy road

Where is the fourth?

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