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  • "Her milk is black, Her fingers glisten wetly in the heavens. She is our Love, our passion, She is all I want in a world of words unspoken. This is of me. Hails."
    Posted by Unknown on "Dark Folk." by TheProphetUntold
  • "Nice. I would suggest this to those countless poets who misuse rhyme. If well thought rhyme accentuates and magnifies the meaning, not detracts. I like the way it weaves through types of rhyme and un-rhyme. Well done, simple and timeless. "
    Posted by Unknown on "The Season Ends." by TheProphetUntold
  • "such measured lament... two links of a chain that has so much more to offer, and yet... offers far more than most... infinite riches in a small room. Fire set you free."
    Posted by The Dybbuk on "A Thousand Suns." by TheProphetUntold
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