Very Bad Poetry

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Very Bad Archive

When Trees Move

julia flores

When trees move shadows in the wind, my mind grows still and feels completed.

julia flores has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of julia's terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of julia's latest works:

A UNICORN AND HIS BEACHBALL

Submitted Oct 6th, 07:01

Cast Your Bread Upon

Submitted Sep 5th, 08:01

Cast Your Bread

Submitted Sep 5th, 08:01