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 Posted: Mon May 07, 2007 10:54 pm
These tears
That fall
Mean nothing
To me
To you
To anyone
Life is like a rose
As it gets older
It withers
Until all is dust
Either wasted or spent
I choose
My path
From all others
Open my eyes
For the first time
See what I will see
Everything falling around me
This is what we all live
Not just me
Not just you
Everyone
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Posted: Mon May 07, 2007 11:50 pm
Wow... Good job! biggrin I just got inspired by this one! This is not a sad poem! It's just true... Everythin is fallin, everythin is witherin, and when you do open your eyes, you only open them to see the harsh truth, the truth you never imagined you will see... I am correct am i?
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Posted: Tue May 08, 2007 4:02 pm
This isn't to sad, but it's a really good poem. GOOD JOB whee
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Posted: Wed May 09, 2007 10:11 pm
(to first comment)
its not that I didn't expect to see it, but more that I didn't know what to expect
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Posted: Wed May 09, 2007 11:07 pm
Kendra Mae (to first comment) its not that I didn't expect to see it, but more that I didn't know what to expect
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