Poems from Alicefyre

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See me through my poems.
Whisper, whisper comes true. Can you hear its secret? Smile at the sound
Sleep is a poem No one knows the answer to Shield of thickest sand
Beneath skin, beating Running river swift and true Red leaves rustle through
Journey to the Great Unknown Eyes a glazed and fever flown Somewhere new, walk alone And the old: a stepping stone Clouds of danger...
In my den, black as pitch Someone disturbs my slumber Rock breaks on rock Laughter filters down Silly mortals Bring what time will not...