Cambria L.

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commented on Cambria L.'s poem entitled, "Once." on Feb 07, 2015 at 10:52am.
commented on Cambria L.'s poem entitled, "Morning Mourning." on Feb 05, 2015 at 8:59pm.
commented on john ormerod's poem entitled, "Free Peaks." on Feb 05, 2015 at 2:18pm.
edited their poem entitled, "What is in the Sky?." on Feb 04, 2015 at 6:04pm.
commented on Cambria L.'s poem entitled, "What is in the Sky?." on Feb 04, 2015 at 6:03pm.
commented on Cambria L.'s poem entitled, "What is in the Sky?." on Feb 04, 2015 at 6:03pm.
added a poem entitled, "Morning Mourning" on Feb 04, 2015 at 5:56pm.
added a poem entitled, "Anna" on Feb 04, 2015 at 5:47pm.
commented on Emilee Rodriguez's poem entitled, "Thoughts." on Feb 04, 2015 at 5:17pm.
added a poem entitled, "Pen" on Feb 04, 2015 at 3:54pm.

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Once

poem by Cambria L.

We were. Once. We smiled. Once. We loved. Once. We cared. Once. We died. Once. We lived. Twice Read more

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Free

poem by Cambria L.

To look at the sky, it seems so far, To wish upon a morning star. To climb up the highest tree, This is what it is to be free. I do not like to be free, It does not make me happy, When I make my choices, I'm always hearing vo... Read more

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What is in the Sk...

poem by Cambria L.

There is everything. And nothing. There are shapes. And there are none. There is wind. And there is water. AIl is timeless. In the clouds Read more

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Pen

poem by Cambria L.

He holds the pen as though a sword, He strikes the paper, launching his attack, And now the paper's sitting there, Splotched in dark, dark black. Read more

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Anna

poem by Cambria L.

Hug of death. Out of breath. Never unheard. Loves every word. Anna Read more

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Morning Mourning

poem by Cambria L.

The morning is a misty haze, Though everything is bright. The morning is a transformation, Day from night. It speaks to me of campfires, Glowing and warm, Or the canoes on the river, Protecting us from harm. Morning whispe... Read more

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Mindless Murder

story by Cambria L.

You sat on a four legged stool, your golden hair and blue eyes beautiful, and yet misleading. In your hand was a dull knife streaked with blood, and on the table in front of you were dozens of horse heads. they were sorted by breed, a... Read more