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Living law, dead beacon kaveh L. Afrasiabi	The idea of a living constitution has the same forensic indeterminacy as a committed dream. I am content to trust this dream to the end to have...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Living Or Dead Quaid-Uz-Zaman	Dead beings are dearer and sweeter to us than are the living...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Living Thoughts of the Dead Samantha Quintana	Dead men, dead men What do you...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Love is dead Annthemoon	You wanted to be loved, You wanted me to love you, But you didn't want to fall in love. Its such a paradox. You wanted love, But didn't love. You...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Many Say You're Dead Wallace Dean LaBenne	You're so inattentive many say you're...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Memoir of A Dead Girl Zahara Lelena Shirley	Old, rotting; no longer beautiful anymore The kitchen coated in baby pink flowers, pale,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Mid the Piteous Heaps of Dead Katharine Tynan	'MID the piteous heaps of dead Goes one weary golden head Tossing ever to and fro, Calling loud and calling...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Morally And Visionary Dead Ehsan Sehgal	I can only cry When I see The talent In the worst shape For its survival On the streets But severely humiliated While the ignorance In the best...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Morally And Visionary Dead Ehsan Sehgal	I can only cry When I see The talent In the worst shape For its survival On the streets But severely humiliated While the ignorance In the best...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
MUTE OR DEAD MAHVISH NAAZ	Sheds or whispers again and again, Below the line of pain, Every drop is in vain, Worth of a penni is insane, I hear herds crying in my...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
My Days among the Dead are Past Robert Southey	My days among the Dead are past; Around me I behold, Where'er these casual eyes are cast, The mighty minds of old; My never-failing friends are they,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
My Dead Dream Sarojini Naidu	HAVE YOU found me, at last, O my Dream? Seven eons ago You died and I buried you deep under forests of snow. Why have you come hither? Who bade you...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
My dead friend Mark Bell	Found kindness inside a friend Sexually not attractive not the right blend Psychopaths are different can't relate A bottle of chianti,her heart on a...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
My dead garden lillian p	Stilly watering the dead garden that I’ve created around...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
MY DEAD WIFE John L. Zwerenz	MY DEAD...	Rate it (4.00 / 1 vote)
My Dog Is Dead Kevin Stallings	I hear the sound Of crashing planes I then find out It’s crashing trains. Bodies lay All on the ground They do not move Don’t make a sound ‘My dog,...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
My Letters! all dead paper. . . (Sonnet XXVIII) Elizabeth Barrett Browning	dead paper, mute and...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
My path in which is dead. Jeffrey Ayala	I had a path, once upon a time. which i chose to choose. An opportunity to beat the power of salvation and stand tall once more. i had to balence my...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Not Dead Robert Graves	Walking through trees to cool my heat and pain, I know that David’s with me here again. All that is simple, happy, strong, he is. Caressingly I...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Not Dead Yet OctopusBlue	Circling the drain I’ve been here before on this floor Scratching the surface of rock bottom Clawing for a way out Out of this dark hole This void ...	Rate it (5.00 / 1 vote)
Not Dead Yet Richard Groff	If I never sleep another wink I guess I’ll have more time to think But that’s not what I really want I just want to be back in front In front...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Now May He Who From The Dead John Newton	Now may He who from the dead Brought the Shepherd of the sheep, Jesus Christ, our King and Head, All our souls in safety...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Ode:Sung on the. Occasion Of decorating the graves of the Confederate dead Henry Timrod	Sleep sweetly in your humble graves, Sleep, martyrs of a fallen cause; Though yet no marble column craves The pilgrim here to...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Of a Woman, Dead Young Dorothy Parker	If she had been beautiful, even, Or wiser than women about her, Or had moved with a certain defiance; If she had had sons at her sides, And she with...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)
Oh, Ye Dead! Thomas Moore	oh, ye...	Rate it (0.00 / 0 votes)