Fade
The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.
Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| memories | 0 | 08/24/2012 |
| album | 0 | 04/26/2012 |
| turquoise | 1 | 03/27/2012 |
| delusion | 0 | 02/26/2012 |
| cold | 1 | 02/18/2012 |
| wife | 0 | 02/03/2012 |
| imprinted | 0 | 09/29/2011 |
| sepia | 2 | 08/09/2011 |
| emerge | 1 | 08/09/2011 |
| gravity | 0 | 11/18/2010 |
| Two haikus | 0 | 11/15/2010 |
| Strips | 7 | 07/27/2009 |
| The lone wheat | 3 | 07/09/2009 |
| Life that never was | 3 | 07/02/2009 |
| Tide | 4 | 05/15/2009 |
| I awake | 5 | 04/29/2009 |
| Lúthien | 5 | 04/29/2009 |
| Gone with the whales | 2 | 04/29/2009 |
| Picture | 3 | 04/29/2009 |
| Perfect looks | 2 | 04/29/2009 |
| You, here | 3 | 04/29/2009 |
| Scarred | 5 | 04/29/2009 |
| Fade | 1 | 06/09/2009 |
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