Timothy Long

Rookie - 266 Points [Mitt Gnol] (September 11 1996 / Auburn, New York)

Timothy Long Poems

1. Away 4/15/2013
2. The Angel 4/15/2013
3. In Reality For A Friend 4/19/2013
4. Apart Of Your Memories 4/19/2013
5. Sorrowing Mist 4/19/2013
6. Face In The Mist 4/19/2013
7. Aching 4/19/2013
8. Sadness Divine 4/19/2013
9. The Tear Drops Of Hero's 4/19/2013
10. The Human Emotion 4/19/2013
11. The Rain Sorrows On 4/19/2013
12. Over 4/19/2013
13. Sweetest Sorrows 4/19/2013
14. Good Bye To The Abyss 4/22/2013
15. The Wolf's Catch 4/22/2013
16. The Death I Wonder 4/22/2013
17. Blue Rounds 6/4/2013
18. Drade 8/24/2013
19. The Final Awnser 8/24/2013
20. Force Of Bulls 8/24/2013
21. Titans 8/23/2013
22. The Sacred 8/23/2013
23. The Wickens Pride 8/23/2013
24. Bly 8/23/2013
25. Lavender Swirls 2 8/23/2013
26. Kroid 8/23/2013
27. Sorrowing Face 8/26/2013
28. Should I Forget You 5/7/2013
29. Cutting 4/26/2013
30. Ignorant 4/26/2013
31. Fake 4/26/2013
32. Red Man Of Terror 4/25/2013
33. Rasputin 4/25/2013
34. Stay 4/24/2013
35. The Wave 4/24/2013
36. Corrupted 4/24/2013
37. Heethen 4/22/2013
38. Harlets Revenge 4/22/2013
39. Body Lies 4/22/2013
40. Violent Opostion 4/22/2013
Best Poem of Timothy Long

The Number 23

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Away

the day you went away, my world slipped away, as if i were to roam the sky with a thousand butterflies, the moon tonight is clouded with the blackness that is when the sorrow turns into the upmost joy, thinking that the moon will carry it all away, all the pain for today.

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