Shania K. Younce

Rookie - 421 Points (4-18-1996 / I can´t remember.)

'Envy' - Poem by Shania K. Younce

Lush with green envy and earnest our truest hearts. Death is all sweet with a touch. Laughter as the days roll on by. The nights play out the empty shells to the mind. Insane the moon and stars will combine. Touch the lip with wine and a swig of that sweet champagne, but not a breath of mine. No, one will die.


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I guess and ponder alot of stuff. Please comment at will and with honesty!

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, July 15, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, September 29, 2012


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